Time has to be winding down on that trainwreck. The signs are there. Kanye is dressing her up in couch covers and she’s trying to make him feel better about running into signs and shit. He’s all ranting about not being a celebrity when her whole life is based on this ridiculous trend of being famous for no reason.
The only reason he hasn’t dumped Kim yet is because she’s pregnant, and even Kanye isn’t asshole enough to leave his chick in the third trimester.
I didn’t even know secondhand embarrassment could feel this uncomfortable. This makes ME want to crawl into a hole and die. I feel like I have explosive diarrhea and everybody in my apartment complex is watching me on the toilet.
Some of this is really surprising. I for one am just floored that Chris Brown wasn’t even in the top 10. That just goes to show you the power of a few chickenheads on Twitter being fervently #TeamBreezy and putting up with his ridiculousness.
I agree with most of this, even though the order is all wrong.
Not just for that up there. I actually like happy pregnant-lady pics. Her whole life in general is thirsty and she doesn’t even have the Maternal Glow. Maybe just a slight glisten of constipation, drag queen eyebrows, and her continual search for relevance.
Would you spend days designing a dress and then put old cabbageheads and chittlin’ grease in it?
Even if that chittlin’ grease wears makeup really well and has a nice ass, I still don’t wanna put it in my fancy clothes. She belongs in Cherokee Active Wear.
Kanye’s Womens.
