Friday, January 25, 2008

The Sheik


Nothing beats passing silent film icon Rudolph Valentino through a 21st Century hip-hop lens, then tossing the remains through the refracted amplification of name brand simulacra until it deconstructs into a gray, hooded and overpriced turd.

There it is, coming out the other end of the hundred year pop-culture digestive tract, chewed, digested and repackaged.

Gangsta Valentinobag.

But I forgive.

Because both of the Hott Brunette’s shoulders are politely asking me to nibble on them.

And who am I to refuse a request for shoulder nibble? In pygmy culture, refusing the shoulder nibble would be met with ritual castration by the village elder.

# posted by douchebag1

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