We guess Donald Trump has to get some good p*ssy from somewhere, because we all know Melania, aka #HOTUS©, ain’t givin’ him so much as a whiff!

You hear that, over yonder, far out in the distance?

That’s the clink and the vacuous hole of the last semblance of Kanye West‘s career being sucked into the deepest crevices of space.

So now Kanye West comes out from hiding in Kim Kardashian’s 17 asses to call Donald Trump his brother?

How ’bout this?


For all you people that have been on the fence about whether or not to support Kanye or Kim Kardashian, aka Contaminated Clitscuits©, let us be clear:

The line has been drawn in the sand and if you are still outchea watching Keeping Up With The Kardashians, aka As The THOT Turns


                                      Kanye fell into #TheSunkenPlace, aka Kim Kardashian’s ass


If you are still out here checkin’ for Kylie Jenner and her cosmetic line as a BabyTHOT mogul…

If you still are checkin’ for every corner Kris Jenner places her daughters on…

If you are still buying the sartorial f*ckery that is Kanye West’s clothing line of when you can go to Salvation Army and get the same raggedy ass sh*t for a fraction of the cost…

Hear us out.

You can no longer sit with us.


WHO is buying this nonsense *anyway*?


This goes beyond color. This is common goddamn sense, and if there must be fewer people at the cookout, then so f*ckin’ be it.

So, if you are a person of color and you encounter a #Becky out there still raving about Kanye’s music and how they just looooooove him, this is what you need to do…

Reach all the way back to 2005 – when this muthaf*cka was last relevant – and slap all the saltine of the cracker!

We would rather call up Taylor Swift up and get a church plate of her mayonnaise surprise first.


                                   Even The Mistress Of Mayonnaise is kiki-in’ in a corner…

Everyone is so quick to say Kayne is having a mental breakdown. But how about this for a scenario?

Maybe he is just a triflin’ ass f*ckboy with no redeemable qualities!

Yes, we said it!

Don’t you dare lump Kanye with people with mental illness because they might be offended. Until we see some receipts of that, we are of the theory that some people.

Some people?

Are just assholes.

Kanye outchea looking like a sinking ship and HOW the f*ck is that even possible when his THOT-wife is a walking flotation device?!


As Donda West does somersaults in her grave, we hope that there enough of those racist white Trump supporters out there that love this fool enough to purchase anything he produces. Because the black community has made up its mind and the choice is clear…

Computer says HELL to the goddamn NAW!

We can no longer sit back and let this muthaf*cka do black people in at every turn and just accept it. This is certainly not the time and era for that. Besides, as he has thrown black women with Superior Pussy to the side in favor of Kim Kardashian’s huge mega-vat of blandness, we’re gonna have to demand more from our own people. So, if Jay-Z was ever to pull a stunt like this, we are sure Beyonce AND Blue would check his ass, but somehow, we don’t see this happening over at Team Jayonce…



And if you still are not clear where we stand, let us reiterate.

Kanye West can go have a seat with Stacey Dash, Omarosa, and Ben Carson. They’ve all got reserved seating in The Sunk & Stank Place.


Triston is an American jetset performance artist, writer, event organizer, and activist based in Europe. As a freelance journalist, he has covered both the underground and mainstream aspects of the arts, culture, music, entertainment, travel, fashion and Fashion Week in several cities, including New York, London, Berlin, Istanbul, Sydney, Bangkok, Hong Kong, and Tokyo to name a few. He has been published in The Huffington Post, Trespass (London), Adaras Magazine (Miami) as well as featured in publications such as the New York Times, Vogue Italia, Turkish Huriyet and other on-line and print magazines in the U.S. and internationally. He recently released his memoir on life in Europe, 'Heaux Confessionals'. As a solo performer and with his band $kandal Du$t, he has toured in some of the world's most renowned clubs, simultaneously maintaining an underground renaissance, blurring the lines of all that is traditional and leaving his indelible, and ultimately unforgettable impression. There is no divide.

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