Friday, March 20, 2009

Whorida

Decided to take a (another) short trip to "The Island"... Exercised my wallet a bit in an effort to to stimulate my closet and the economy.







Saturday, March 14, 2009

Dancing Days

Years ago, in another lifetime (and a different body), I dreamt of being a Vegas showgirl dancer. So, I packed up my bags and headed to a place called Los Vegas. This is me, Nomi (my stage name) learning the ropes to my one and only show, Goddess. With a little help from Marty and Gaye, I learned about nutrition, and lived on a diet of brown rice & vegetables. I also learned about flashy pique turns and fierce cooter thrusts. I was fortunate enough to have a camera crew follow me around through my Los Vegas adventures. What you see is "found footage." Enjoy!

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Her coke nostrils may be clean, but her skin looks smeared in SHIT!

Did she smear her body in shit the girls from Two Girls, 1 Cup left behind? No! This little trail of cat sick is showing off her newest drug-fueled-weekend coin fetcher - Sevin Nyne. What is Sevin Nyne you axe?

“As much as I love the sun, it is so bad for your skin. I have tried every product on the market and never found something that I loved. It was important to me to have a natural product that didn’t have a lot of dyes and chemicals. Our product has goji berry extract which has antioxidant properties, it has a natural golden color, it doesn’t streak and smells delicious — not like a typical tanning product.”

This bitch did not write this! "Our product has goji berry extracts which has antioxidant properties..." That's Sephora-speak, not Cokehan speak. Yes folks this shit will soon be available at a Beauty Depot near you.

You know what's bad for your skin. COKE for breakfast, lunch, dinner and as a sensible snack. This bitch looks like more like that morgue zombie in Return of the Living Dead that talks. You know the one that they tie up on the slab and all she screams is "Brains! Brains! Brains!" What's up with those teef? Bitch can eat an apple through a picked fence. Well in her case, an 8-Ball. And her eyes... I always suspected she had a case of ri-ri downs!

FUCK YOU LINDSEY... FUCK YOU HARD!