That’s Nott Hot is a blog after my heart [with Stuff White People Like a close second.] Shouts out to Greg from The Fury for dropping the link, because I have spent the last 15 or so minutes laughing at my screen. I’ve got to send both of you kids an autographed pair of Khia’s snatch the cat back official thongs on the first day of Kwanzaa.
Lil’ Wayne has agreed to appear in a series of public service announcements for Strapped Condoms. This brings a whole new meaning to being on Weezy’s dick.
The message of sex safe is wonderful but as Hot Sauce pointed out, I’m not really feeling the whole knock-off rubbers thing. For whatever reasons those joints remind me of the homemade condoms prisoners talk about wearing on ‘Locked Up: Raw.’ Straight sandwich bags shit! I’ve made it a rule of thumb never to insert anything that looks like it belongs on the back of a night club flyer into my boomchikawahwah, please and thanks.
And don’t get me started on Mr. Carter being frisked by Perez Hilton’s cousin in the above picture. “Go down strapped” is right on so many levels.