Hello everyone! I hope your monday is off to a wonderful start. The reason i am is here to make an announcement. It is with great pride
and happy nether regions that i announce that sexy D'angelo is back!
|June 2012 issue of GQ magazine|
Considering his brief, unfortunate stint with complete unattractiveness (which should be against the damn law, btw) i am happy to see him looking sexy again. I mean honestly, he was decent looking back in the days of Me and Those Dreamin Eyes of Mine, Brown Sugar (it was years before i realized the song was about drugs and not sex lol) and Lady, but he set the whole damn block on fire with the Voodoo album and everyone's favorite: Untitled...
So you can imagine a sistah's disappointment when he went from the toe-curling, is it hot in here or is it just me, Lord please forgive these lustful thoughts inducing buffet of sexual chocolate you see above to:
So yes, now that he's sexy again, i'm a happy camper! :)
In other unrelated oh me, oh my news... Last night i was reading a random blog and i saw a comment by a young lady i know very well in real life...and ah man, it totally ruined my night. LOL. Over there talking about possible 3-somes, swallowing babies, her lack of a gag reflex, and other creative ways that she slobs the knob. I read it and literally covered my eyes and shouted Oh Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! *Yes it was that many o's...i counted* I had to get up and walk away from my computer. Ugh. I mean yeah, we all grown and i ain't throwing salt in anybody's game. Get it how you live boo. But ugh...there is something just so...NO... about talking about your sexual proclivities with the whole damn world. She didn't use her real name, she used a pseudonym (one that those of us that know her, know) BUT that was her real damn face staring back at me next to the comment.