April 16, 2012 / Posted by:

Because what a bunch of people who have been eating Molly for three days straight really need is the vision of an ALLEGED dead person thrusting his crotch before them, a Tupac made of lights performed with Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg at last night’s finale of Coachella’s first weekend. Hos were probably thinking they got so high that they floated up to the great big Tupac show in the sky.

The Verge says that the Ghost of Tupac isn’t exactly a hologram. They made this happen with a rear projector and a clear screen. They’ve done this mess before with Mimi and Michael Jackson, and they’ll do it again to make Brit Brit look more lifelike when she’s a judge on The X-Factor in a few months.

Part of me thinks that this is what creepiness is made of and the other part of me is tingling from thinking about humping the clear screen that is projecting Tupac’s dick print. Yes, I’d fuck a hologram, and yes I know that’s the first step in admitting that you’ve officially given up on life.

And since I started this post with a shout out to Molly, here’s Molly main homegirl and boho (more like booho) flower Vanessa Hudgens twirling around like she’s trapped in a John Phillips song. I never thought I’d say this about anybody, but this bitch needs less Lisa Bonet in her life.

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