Thank you, Gallery of the Absurd, for another masterful Photoshop.
Now if we could only get him to go f*** himself. Hey, it's a start.
Eau de manho
And no, that's not Kanye. At least we can be reasonably sure there will be no offspring from this union. Then again, one never knows. If he could find a way to clone himself he'd be in heaven.
It's a good thing he doesn't make babies as fast as he makes money, although it's not for lack of trying. This week, Diddy announced that he is in fact the father of yet another baby in Atlanta, conceived around the same time as his latest set of twins with Kim Porter. That makes six and counting. This dalliance cost him his relationship with Kim, although she'll probably end up taking him back. The ladies do love his shit. While I'm not seeing it, I'm sure all that smooth talking, backed by a gazillion dollars, would make him irresistible to many women.
Note to Diddy: There's this nifty little concept - it's called birth control. Next time you're about to shag, don't forget to wear a bag.
