I Can't Believe It: Who Told You to PROCREATE!

On the day of MJ’s death I saw this woman nodding and bobbing–obviously on some potent drug (crack maybe meth, maybe a combination, but I digress). Anyway, ’ya girl was out midday strolling, high, and pregnant. ::GASP::

Of course, I didn’t expect you to take my word for it so I uswed my handy dandy camera phone to bring to you raw & uncut.

 

I can’t.

I cannot. (peep the holes)

 

But it gets worse,

on my way to a BBQ/BET AWARDS party (impromptu), I saw her AGAIN! My eyes instantly watered, in half shock that I saw her twice in one week but also becasue she was sleeping on a bench 2pm Sunday afternoon with waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay more holes in her see-thru stretch cat suit than she had the first time.
::GASP::

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