SB's favorite new show is Kendra on E!. Kendra is dumber than hell, and I really love her. I was watching an episode last night where she visits a space alien museum, fittingly, in Roswell, and Kendra's ass thought the damn space alien mannequin was cute. The little fucker was anything but cute. Trust me. Her fiance, Hank, said, "Cute? How is that cute?" That shit made me laugh.Anyhoo, SB got to thinking about space aliens, and my ass didn't feel nearly as positive as Kendra about meeting a damn alien. You know that SB's ass is sort of negative, so I just assume that if space aliens beam down or some shit, those motherfuckers are only visiting to come and eat our brains. And that shit is anything but cute. I don't need some damn space alien eating my brains. Alcohol has already claimed its fair share of brain cells. Know what I mean, motherfuckers?
If you haven't seen Kendra yet, check it out. It's good quality mindless entertainment, peeps.
