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Doo Doo Brown

So in my late teens and my early twenties, I used to work at a great record store. At the end of the rap/hip-hop section there was the Miami Booty Bass section. There was actually tons of compilations, 69 Boyz and Luke. Ahhh Luke, that brings me to my point. There was one CD and particular that always got my attention..,

I used to think how low is your self esteem that you’d pose like this on a cd that was in record stores nationwide. I wonder if these chicks got kids and how did they explain it. The chick on the right of Luke with semen on her face…really? Somebody pitched that to her and she really thought it was a good idea…wow. I’m a tad bit conservative but I own my sexuality. It’s not on display, I don’t seek it in others…it’s up to me to feel and be sexy…not sexual. I hate to sound judgmental but damn these hot tub hoes needed hugs.

You call that a shirt?!?!?!

So how is this sexy?
Attention whores are the best sometimes. Now I love my boobs, they are my favorite accessory. I spent so many years being ashamed of them I figured work with what I have. There's a way to do it. This shit above...not so much.
Women get dressed up for other women. I've heard that time and time again. Some women dress for men. They peacock wearing their slutty clothes, trying to get chose. Can we say daddy issues? That top would be cute with some sort of printed shirt under it but we know it's going to be rocked with a boob job and fashion tape. Ladies, we have got to do better.

Who thought this was a good idea?



What I wouldn't have given to be a fly on the wall at that pitch meeting.

6lb. 8 oz baby Jesus wept.