Friday, May 7, 2010

Hey Girl Hey

Baby, get that ghetto ass weave off your hair. There is no way in hell I am taking you dancing with me with that thing on your head.  Jesus, who have you been hanging out with? Classy ass bitch's right? Hot mess baby, you are a HOT ghetto mess.   Tyra would never put up with this. You will never be on America's Next Top Model Cycle 2,398. Mmmmmmkay? Guuuuuurl get your priorities straight. I guess I should have known when I saw your mom at prom. It was like looking into your future. I give you $20 and what are you spending it on? Walmart wigs that you super glue to your head. AWESOME. That $20 was for Goldfish crackers and my Slim Fast shakes. Next thing you're going to be getting out of your stroller not wearing a diaper showing the whole world your who-ha and I'm going to be labeled a pedophile.  I hope some jerk spits in your juice box. 

( one who writes this blog can show you a family tree that they have African American blood in them, BUT one of us is vary tan...and has HUGE a all hate mail here


  1. Bitch please. That shit is SO fake.

  2. Yo ghetto asses have received an award. Stop by my blog to check it out!

  3. That bitch gots GOOD, where you get yo hair did?