Have you ever been so hung over that every time you look down at something it feels like you’re taking a tumble off a highrise building? Well that’s how I feel now. I drank an entire fifth of some Captain Morgan knockoff last night while watching the Red Wings romp through the Ducks and now every time I move my head it feels like my brain is sliding around in my skull. The only solace I have is this stale cup of coffee I’m drinking and a pack of roll-your-own cigarettes and even those two things offer very little comfort. The coffee tastes like mud and the smokes make me gag, but I guess things could be worse. I could be a quadriplegic. Anyway, here are some pics of Samantha Mumba sporting a spiderweb dress and showing the world her Black Widows. I’m not really sure who she is or what she’s famous for (I’m simply too lazy right now to open a new tab and search for any information) but I think it’s safe to say she’s a celebrity of some kind. If not she should be if for no other reason than those yummy sacks of fat hanging from her chest. I mean God knows you don’t have to be talented to get anywhere in Hollywood; just ask Pamela Anderson.
