So I was walking home from the metro just now, and there was an airbrushed van waiting at the light while I crossed the street. The text, "PIMP JUICE" was written in large, neon green graffiti-style letters, with a picture of a man - perhaps I'm supposed to know who he is - gesturing emphatically with his hands at me. There was also an airbrushed can that said - you guessed it - PIMP JUICE on it, and a slogan saying something about a new energy drink.
So.
I'm sorry ... but what exactly is pimp juice? And why would I want to drink something that is celebrating selling women for money and then screwing them over? (You know whores always get screwed over by their pimps, right? I don't want to be giving away Santa's nonexistence or anything here.) Like, did you know Snoop was a pimp? IW. Not cool. Why is being a pimp cool? Let's beat women and sell their bodies! Woo! Pimps are awesome! They even have an energy drink now!
I mean, really.
I'm getting all riled up and it's not even Thanksgiving yet ....
My Wolverine Action Figure is sitting on the shelf looking very disinterested, but I know he totally wants to try some pimp juice. NOT ON MY WATCH, Wolvy.
2 comments:
It's the joy of hip-hop snacks. I kid you not: http://www.letitloose.com. There are others, too: Crunk!!! (http://www.crunkenergydrink.com), PJ Tight (http://www.letitloose.com), and my personal favorite, Rap Snacks (http://www.rapsnacks.com).
It saddens me as much as it saddens you. Though possibly moreso, as I heard about this in one of my design magazines. :)
Word, Jerseygirl. People are morons.
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