So my manager today told me FANTASTIC story that I felt I had to share with the world! This is a true life event, and a warning all in one. Word of caution - it's disgusting as crap.
[The people in the story are friend's of my manager's girlfriend] We shall call the girl Shelby and the fellow Rodney. Well Rodney had this odd love for mayo, yes mayo. He just could not get enough on the crap. Ate it in ample amounts all the freaking time. Extra mayo? A must! Shelby and Rodney were a couple, a very kinky, sexually active couple. Of course being a couple, Shelby stumbles across Rodney's perculiar love of the white stuff. Since Shelby was a thoughtful girlfriend, she thought to make the task of oral sex more enjoyable for Rodney. So what does she do? Oh yes, she did. Trick took mayo, shoved it up her cooch. Evidently ol girl took a lot because Rodney did not completely clean her out and she didn't either. So the left over mayo sat there, in her cooter, with all other vaignal functions taking place.
After time, the all the mayo and the crap in her vag mixed together and resulted in the growth of :
*not nessicarly this kind. plesase excuse my ignorance of vaignal worms.
DISGUSTING RIGHT?! She was feeling "discomfort and pain." DUH HO! You shoved shit loads of the wrong white stuff up your cave! In case you are wondering, she got all of it out and got her pink taco back to normal, but still.....really?
I am dying to know what the convo was like explaning it to her doctor.... LMBO!
But anyways, thoughts?
My personla opinion is, if it's not a NATURAL body part, or specifically designed for the vagina/penis/anus/any other body part it is NOT SUPPOSED TO BE THERE, DUMB SHIT.
xoxo Sush
Monday, January 18, 2010
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
50, 50, 50......
Ahh, I loved me some 50 back in 5th grade, when In Da Club came out. Ignore the fact that the part of the song I really knew was "Go Shawty, it's ya birfday! We gon party like it's yah birfday!" Yeah..... shut up. But he was it! He wasn't really new, but he just broke out - & he was the shit! If you didn't have Get Rich or Die Tryin, bitch we gotta a problem. He was so THUG MAN! How in the blue blazes of hell did you get shot 9 MOTHERFXCKN TIMES AND LIVE TO RAP ABOUT THAT?! Shit he hung upside down on a pull up bar, therefore, you are good to go in my book!
Hit after Hit after HIT!
21 Questions, Magic Stick, Wanksta, & P.I.M.P. That real music everyone could relate to. You know, pimpin ho's, havin a magical penis, callin out white boy saggin claimin to be a crip. That my friends, is the 50 Cent I know and love.
Do-rag, pants clearly under the romp, blinged out, improper grammar, ahhh bliss :]
He even got his own little clan of wanna be rappers [G-Unit]. Outside of Olivia, The Game, and Lloyd Banks, I can not remember a single memeber. Great days.... great days....
His next album was good too. Same concept, kept thug, just got his money up. Shut hits like Candy Shop, Outta Control, Just a Lil Bit, Window Shopper, other GREAT songs....but then, DISASTER STRUCK!
He lost the ghetto, but still tried to keep it. Fuck kinda shit is that?! Curtis was a fail. He went up again Kanye West's Graduation and lost miserably! UGH!
Ayo Technology?! Amusement park?!? I get Money?! No CURTIS! this is not good This is NOT WHAT I WANT! & wtf is Before I Self Destruct, if you ain't saggin, cursing, keeping it ghetto I DON'T WANT ANY! Ugh.
Utter disappoint filled the land as he dated Ciara, down fall. I cry.
*sigh* Until the day returns where he is yet again ranting and raving about hustlin and grindin in the hood, ramble about ho's and keepin it real- You will catch me on the throwbacks.
haha! Peep that iPpod game! haha
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Obession #1
I have a number of obessions, one of which that has recently consumed me, is Mustaches. Yes Mustaches. The bloody things create great entertainment for me! I don't what it is, but the more ridiculous it is, the happy it makes me. I can't take them seriously, and they are definately not in the criteria that my significant other has to have, I just admire them from an afar......
Or a finely gromed French one
I feel these both would represent me well as the odd ball, beautiful fish woman I am! I also feel I would get fantastic discounts on my grooming supplies at stores.
I realized my obession after meeting my now ex-boyfriend's dad. He had a superb mustache! What made it even better was the fact that he had no other facial hair. He was bald, he had eyebrows and an extremely caterpillar like mustache covering his ENTIRE upper lip. AND TO TOP IT OFF - his name was Ralph and he carried a special comb for it. I was in lip fur heaven. Total bliss ! It vaguely resembled this bad boy on John Oats.....
Now imagine that on a high paid, carmel colored black man.
JIZZZZZZZZZZ!
Since that incident I've found myself seeking facial hair. Both typical and atypical. Mustaches present pure amusement to me and I LOVE IT! Whether you have some peach fuzz, a little mexican 'stache, a full on sideburn/mustache/beard combo- I salute you.
I think to myself that if I was capable of growin a mustache, what kind would it be. I've narrowed down to two choices:
I would be very pleased with the well-famed Hulk Hogan 'stache
Or a finely gromed French one
I feel these both would represent me well as the odd ball, beautiful fish woman I am! I also feel I would get fantastic discounts on my grooming supplies at stores.
Or you could be a total cool kid and switch it up regularly
Monday, December 28, 2009
Rihanna Gone Crazyyyyy
Lemme start by introducing myself. Name is Sushila [Sue-She-La], call me Sush or Sushi, it's whatever. Chained to a small town big city dreams blah blah blah. Got my own opion and i will voice it, cause it's hilarious. I rant, I rave.& Here I go;
I looooooooove me some Rihanna! I loved this girl from when she first came out with Pon de Replay, it twas my shit. She has a great voice, killer vibe, and amazing style. This bitch is one of my style icons. Her music related to my heartbreaks, anger, and when I want to pretend like I am a decent singer.Am I wrong? No. However since she went through that over-popularized account with Mr.Brown, (booo!), I fret she's lost it. I've recently gotten a hold of her newest CD, Rated R, which is amazing btw outside of one track I dislike to the fullest. However it's completely different from all her other CDs. Don't get me wrong, it's not bad and it totally works for her, I just feel like she's gone coo-koo bananas a wee bit. I went through some of her photos for her new album and they are sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo - I don't even know! In one I couldn't find to post, she was bathing in a pile of broken, naked plastic dolls. Wtf?! Does that satisfy you? Rihanna what's your issue honey?! Sheesh.
Her transformation as an artist, at first, was gradual and made sense. You know you come out and you're force to be molded into a person the record label wants you to be until you can eventually AND SLOWLY morph into your real self. Of course on the way you grow up and learn about yourself and all that bull crap but this is an epic jump from characters!
I just hope she doesn't end up like Kanye and blam all his odd, rude behavior on his vituals for his mother. [R.I.P, no disrespect, but com'on now. Enough is ENOUGH]
Regaurdless I love my RiRi, and her craziness. Just take it easy honey. Small doses of crazy, small.
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