Category: THIRSTAY
Farrah Abraham Referred To 9/11 As 7-Eleven
I haven’t been to a 7-Eleven in a minute but from what I remember, the only falling towers to be found were in the chips aisle when I brushed up against them (ok, greedily pawed through them). But according to Farrah Abraham (yes, that’s her in her current form above), 7-Eleven is the site of the terror attacks that took place 18 years ago yesterday, September 11, 2001. To commemorate the tragedy, Farrah brought her daughter to New York City to film a video for her YouTube channel and Instagram page. During the introduction, Farrah referred to the events of 9/11 as “7-Eleven”. She then explained why it was important for her to share the memorial with her daughter, who has already been terrorized from watching her mom get butt injections. And instead of taking her to the actual 9/11 memorial and museum, took her on a fancy elevator ride at One World Trade Center, also known to Farrah as the Frito Tower.
Netflix Had To Tell Messes To Stop Lusting After A Serial Killer
Thanks to things like Dateline and the My Favorite Murder podcast, we’ve known America is here for true-crime stories and serial killers to scare the living daylights out of us when we’re on a stroll and needing to pass time before the dog poops. The true-crime nightmare-inducer du jour is Netflix’s Conversations With A Killer: The Ted Bundy Tapes. It’s a docuseries about Ted, a serial killer who confessed to 30 murders (and the actual number is likely higher); alas, this is America, and we can’t have nice things. People who have watched the docuseries are zeroing in on how “hot” Ted is, and Netflix would like them to cut it out. Continue reading
Cardi B Thinks People Are Prudes For Clutching Their Pearls Over That Instagram “Fingering”
Cardi B hasn’t exactly been quiet about how she’s suffering from postpartum THIRST for the D ever since giving birth six weeks ago to daughter Kulture Kiari with husband and Migos rapper Offset. If you peruse her Twitter, it’s been filled with a countdown to when her vagina is healed enough from the doctor-recommended six weeks on drydock before making a return to pound town. Well, she dropped a video on Instagram over the weekendand it had everyone split between clutching their pearls and grabbing their magnifying glasses to try and figure out if they were seeing an actual case of flicking the bean (kinda NSFW after the jump).
A Teen Girl Allegedly Snapped Her Retainer Lusting After Michael B. Jordan In “Black Panther”
I ended up falling right into Marvel’s thirst trap, just like the every other horny ho I know, when I finally took my ass to see Black Panther. While Danai Gurira is the one that had me siding a few notches sideways on the Kinsey Scale, I was not immune to the particular charms of Michael B. Jordan and his perfectly swole pectorals. Even my 70-year-old auntie came to me in a flush asking where that sexy young man with the bumps on his chest came from and where could she see more of him. So I’m not surprised that Michael has been causing high school children’s hormones to act a fool. One girl allegedly got so hot and bothered, she bit down so hard she snapped her retainer!
Open Post: Hosted By Diet Coke’s New Millennial Bait
The only thing people up here in Boston love more than a laaaahge Dunkin iced coffee and a scratch-off to go with a morning cigg is a flavored fizzy water, and apparently Millennials are also into that shit (minus the smokes, scratchies, and Dunkies). Diet Coke is taking note, which is why those cans are getting a new lewk and getting more flavors – La Croix, call a lawyer! This is some Single White Female shit! Continue reading
The Game Is Still Writing Hashtag Erotica And Showing Off His Junk On Instagram
You may remember (“How could I forget?” said everyone who still has the image of The Game’s giant party sub dick seared into their retinas) that two weeks ago, rapper-turned-aspiring fuck prose artiste The Game posted a picture of himself in his underwear to Instagram with a wall of nasty hashtags. Well, I have good news for those of you who looked at The Game’s lycra-wrapped bulge and yelled: “MORE! I DEMAND MORE!!!”; it looks like this is going to be a weekly thing now.