Where were her people? Where was her mama? Where was somebody to let her know that it’s just not OK?! Ok, so, I mean she’s named after a brand of lotion so I always kinda figured she was ghetto, but did she really have to cabbage patch everytime her phone rang? Really?? I’m so dead inside.

Ok, call me a punk bitch, but this shit made me cry. It makes me wanna bust out my old Barbies and let them know I still got love. Even though I melted their hair trying to give them shirley temple curls and I used sharpies to give them tattoos, it was all out of love. Today is just an emotional day.

“Roaches are sneaky! Even when they’re dead they’re sneaky!”

Timaya on YouTube is my guilty pleasure.

-dead- I just risked my left lung for this shit.
Eddie Murphy used to be the man, red leather suit and all.

This shit is too much fun. I beat every level, but can you?

Does anybody else feel violated? Lol