The White Boys - Album Stream
So I have been sitting here for the last hour trying to figure out how the fuck one goes about describing the feelings that have consumed me from the moment the The White Boys album first graced my ear hole, and the other thousand times I've kept that shit on repeat ever since. You're going to have to try and excuse me for whatever thugged out gangster noise is about to roll out of my mouth in the next however long it takes you to read this palatial regalia, but trust me, you'll be a better person for it. Or maybe you won't. In which case just means you're probably boring as fuck and nobody cares about your whole wheat bran muffin with marmalade spread eatin' ass anyway. First of all, I'm totally going to be one of those people right now that runs their mouth trying to claim cred about how much longer they've already known about an artist and why that makes them better than you, not only because I can and enjoy doing it, but also because I'm just here to keep it real with you boo boo. My love affair with Beardo (my trailer park hero), Andre Legacy, but most especially Dirt Nasty has gone on long enough to have broken up 3 consecutive marriages by now but this latest collabo album has just sent me running to trade in all my panties for knee pads and dedicate the rest of my life to them on all fours. Coming from the whitest, most single female to terrorize OKCupid, anything that causes me to reach more sensory pleasure than my beloved Bridesmaids DVD or my Rabbit should be given a solid gold medal and be gifted with the opportunity to snag me as a wife. Simon Rex, I am lookin' straight at you,boo. Your ride or die Haina awaits you with a lifetime supply of blow jobs. For the rest of you, you'll just have to enjoy the next best thing by getting this new The White Boys album into your life now and find your own Honkey Ass Motherfucker.