And today in "Black People Ain't Got NOBODY But Kang Jaysus..."

In the words of our immortal drawstring compatriots and ambassadors of overexpressive hip gyrating melodies: Don't talk. Just listen.

There are moments, dear fans, when despite my obvious skills at divining the motives of assorted coons, it's clear to me that commentary is simply not needed to interpret the fuckshit. In other words:

 I AIN'T EVEN GOT TO TELL YOU WHAT THE PROBLEM IS HERE.

She be like:

 

and I be like...

So help me, this baby ain't got not NE'ER type of a chance...

PS: Expect to see the Cat AND his Hat on Maury - 'cause I'm 10 THOUSAND percent sure he IS the father! *starts doing the Ricky Bobby for good measure*

YouTube Clip Of The Day

YouTube Video Inside: Baltimore Ratchetry Goes Hollywood (It's raining sadness and chicken boxes...)

With screen icons like Ikea Whitlock and La'Nair Chase in the mix, how can you NOT see this????


Nevermind Shaquita delivering that dry ass "I'm sorry to tell you Derrick didn't make it" family notification with all the emotional passion of a CVS clerk announcing they're out of Tampax pearls (a tragedy indeed). I'd rather focus on how they shamwow'd Don Cornelious into the voice over...