Who Approved This…Really?

You know, I expected that a brief trip to the flea market during my lunch break would bring me some mouth-watering fuckery, but this shit hit me like a club to Tiger Woods’ cerebellum. Obama Beauty Supply is catering to all the local divas and queens! If you need some premium Korean extensions to stunt on those foot dragging bitches at the county fair, or an extra special wig when you need to lip-sync for your life, it will be here.

Bitch, hell no! Is this what we do when black people earn positions of power? We create hood rat spots with their name on the doorstep? Michelle, would never be caught dead in one of those bristle helmets; we won’t even start on that big ass green fro!

I can’t take this. Excuse me while I go work on my new venture: Oprah Winfrey’s Pig Feet Palace.