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August 16, 2016 | celebrity | Lex Jurgen | 0 Comments
The weakest link of the cum soaked Kardashian coven has signed himself and his baby mama over to a reality series on E! that will ultimately cost him his life. Your soul is what you have left to give up when you have no dignity in the well and your arteries are ninety percent clogged. Even the devil hates a man whose fingers smell like peanut butter.
Still Fat Rob never fit into the tits and sloppy snatch family that drove even a former Olympic gold medalist to vagina up. Rob was virtually topped with a designer sock business several years ago so that his story line would be more than ‘eats donuts and sad punches a chick paparazzo’. The stylish footwear didn’t take. He became forlorn and depressed and uninvited from Kim and Kanye’s wedding for not fitting a European cut tuxedo.
Blac Chyna isn’t like her baby daddy. The latest one. She fucks for money. That provides for a thick skin. Chyna demanded money and a role on the primary show right about the time she started sympathy mounting the runt of the litter. Kris Jenner denied her request so Chyna fucked the primogeniture’s baby into her womb. Now they’re getting her own show. This is how the mob divided up territory back in the day.
Everybody dies. Not everybody strokes out in their 30’s clutching a priestly blessed dagger never to have hit its triple-6 mark. Men don’t do well in this family. The E! eulogy special is going to be fucking amazing. Trust that it’s already in the can.