...and light a candle.
Fuck.
I'm up late nightin' it like I don't got public transpo to catch in less than 6 hours.
So, while over at Fresh's speezy, I came across some shit that got me CPS AND a ninja-with-a- black-light-dialin'.
SF'ers, I solicit you to assist in the lacing of my tennis on this one:
In the Black Parents' Guide to Raising Respectable Children, (that I'm currently composing to thwart future cast members of Karma of Love,) I cannot recall a chapter on how to properly construct a Garanimals Flamenco dress. **smh and weeping**
If this kiddie prom night (<--necessary for WHAT, again?!) was ANYthing like mine, 
6 comments:
she looks like a dwarf....po' baby! why her mammy do that for!
I am cryininin and dialing CPS as I type this, and I am also LEGALLY Dead, from Visual BURNS!!!
El: Yeah, she is gettin' her chocolate Vern Troyer on.
SB: I've already dropped dead from the blinding glare from that child's 84 head. That's what I get for NOT wearing my sunglasses at night.
OMG, I was JUST about to go there about the forehead. Dude, she's in SERIOUS need of a pair of bangs. Prom, hunh? So is lil' cuzz expected to hit that too? - lemme stop.
^^^
I'm with you on that one. And are those heels on her feet.
YES!
GLADIATOR "To Catch A Roman Predator" Heels!!!!!
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