...as long as no one's stopping villains such as 5Ton4Head. I haven't really been the same to her since "it" happened. Mainly, because she's the homie at the Creole HQs now with her and my Granny trading Pokemon cards, hair recipes and disses like old chums. But this... THIS? This super villain costume isn't to be ignored. We shall not sit idly by. Where's Spider-Man?!

Via NYGMAG.

In case you care... I really don't myself. I'm just waiting on the Leona Punchout video to drop. But this shit right here? This shit? ON A DAY THAT THE LORD MADE!? DeAndre, bruh? Nah, mayne. For good measure, let's blame Beyonce for both situations and move on. Especially for the Sharpie hairline.

That nigga hair DO look like rollie pollies, though

I think I found out why Tony stopped calling...

Nah... There's definitely something wrong with his phone... To be on the safe side don't sit by yours waiting for it to ring. For good measure, I'm gonna ask Brandy Jesus to take the shopping cart wheel.

This post was almost a "Lost In Translation" exclusive, but I don't even understand the Creole Dynamics anymore...

"Then I remember being 16 and being like ‘Okay, I can still be smart and I can still have the same beliefs that I have, but I did not have to have red Rasta braids. I can do that with straight hair. I can do that with a ‘fro. I can do that with a weave down to my butt.’ That was when I first cut my hair off. When I was 18 I got a hot flash because I was pregnant with [Julez] and I was like ‘It’s hot as hell so I’m cutting this shit off."

[-SOLO DA DON]

If you been living under a rock, you probably haven't heard about Drake kicking and bucking his way back into a wheelchair. That's bad for business and quite funny when you think about it. Tweet about it. Blog about it. Such fuckery. First let's check in with our brother-in-fuckery [KID FURY]. Good? Cool... Now let's see what Drake had to say about the slip up.

This bottle of Opus One is low but my spirits are high my friends. I am about 2 hours away from Toronto, CA where I will be spending the next chunk of time recovering from a surgery that I now must have. I embarked on this tour with a torn ACL, MCL, and LCL and due to the events that happened the other night lord only knows what other damage I have done. On the bright side I will begin the reflecting and soul searching that its going to take to make this album and my outfit on the night I fell was crack. I will forever push myself beyond the limits despite advice and recommendations given because even with this new found success I am still the kid who wanted this more than anything in the world. Its funny when I read comments from previous fans who have lost interest because of the radio play and exposure I have. I just want to assure anyone reading that nothing has changed on my end. I refuse to get comfortable, I refuse to fall in line and follow anyone elses formulas. I still work as if So Far Gone had never dropped and I’m still trying to figure out how I’m going to gain entry to this game.

“Missing someone gets easier everyday. Because, even though it is one day further from the last time you saw each other, it is one day closer to the next time you will”

See you soon.

[SOURCE]

This is what he really meant.

This wheelchair may be occupied once again, but I'm not sad my friends. I'm going home so my momma can fix my some chicken and dumplings and my doctor can whoop my ass and have some surgery and shit. I took my no rhythm having ass and tried to fly on stage and well... you saw the video. On the bright side, I can take this opportunity to do guest spots on Degrassi. I got my own wheelchair this time, so they won't have to spend money on a prop or nothing. My castmates will forever have to push me beyond the limits, despite really wanting to or not. It's my fault though. I jumped my Eyeore from Winnie the Pooh by the eyes looking ass on stage despite advice and recommendations given because with this newfound success, I'm starting to become a tool. And I wanted this more than anything in the world. I read a few funny comments from previous fans who have lost interest because radio play and exposure and Lil' Wayne using my face as a nut holster has skewed the appeal I once had for something a little more mainstream. I just want to assure anyone reading that nothing has changed on my end. I refuse to get comfortable in this unpadded chair. The doctor ordered me a motorized one with all the fixings so when I get that one, then I'll get comfortable. I refuse to fall in line, but believe me... When my post-surgery bed rest is over, I will fall again. A wise mind [by the name of @TittySalad -LCP] once said, "I refused to humble my motherfucking self down so God decided to turn me into Wheelchair Jimmy for real." It's true. It's how I'm going to earn entry into this game.

"Some shit about missing a wheelchair."

In all fairness, I listened to Drake a couple of times before Lil' Wayne even knew what a Degrassi was. This was back when he was still on that show and rapped on the side. He had the hot lines and the potential. He just wasn't saying all the clichéd rap artist shit... y'know... Women, sex, drugs, partying. The majority of what I heard didn't contain any of the above. I'm not knocking his success. But homie... You done got put on and got Creole.

One day I'm gonna log on the Internet and find out you have a prosthetic leg. That's what I fear.