In the meantime...

I guess since there are a few stragglers in the competition, I’m going to go ahead and hold off on the judging. I wasn’t planning on posting until then, so in the meantime, she’s f*cking Matt Damon...



...and he’s f*ckng Ben Affleck...

Hiatus

I have been getting a lot of great stuff sent to my email. A little porn and some penis enlargement offers, but mostly some great rocker faces. I’m excited the contest is heating up! If you haven’t sent anything in, do so now.

I know there is a two dollar Tuesday or something going on tonight that will be the perfect environment for snapping pics. I plan on posting the Rock Star Challenge results by the end of this week...

Jordan's tongue ain't got nothing on me...

The ex, took the time out of his weekend, to let me know that my MySpace page is (in his opinion) stank/skanky. Why thank you, * stops and waves to the ex * I appreciate your concern on something so important as MySpace. I wouldn’t want people to get the wrong idea about me based on my MySpace page! Oh no, because MySpace is such a big part of my life. * makes a face *

He also informed me that only Michael Jordan looks good with his tongue out. So let’s compare, shall we?

*sniff, sniff, sniff * I think I smell a hater. What do you think?

Two more days left to enter your pics in the Rock Star Challenge. Things are looking good! Once the contest is over I will get back to my regular routine of blog whoring, promise...

Time To Bust A Move

Ok people, the weekend is here, time to go out, get crazy and start snappin’ pics! (If you gotta dig through your archive, that’s ok too). In case you need some motivation, here is Brandon Hardesty with some “unconventional dance moves” that might help out…



The Rock Star Challenge wants YOU to participate!

The Rock Star Challenge

As we all know when I get drunk I do this…

Actually sometimes even when I’m sober I still do this…

So Slaus, from over at Oh Hell Nawl, and I have decided to put together a little contest. I want to see YOU the readers/writers/blog whores, make YOUR best rocker/Puddin’/tongue picture! Slaus thinks he’s got it, but I know a few of my readers mentioned they make the same faces when they party. (???)

We want to see!

So I’m giving those of you who are bold enough A WEEK, to send me a picture of YOUR best rock star face. That gives you the weekend to get with loved ones, friends or the hooker on the corner of 31st and Market Street, so they can snap a picture of you lookin’ crazy! Yay!

Email it to me, mspuddin@gmail.com.

C’mon, don’t be shy. I promise if you send me a pic I won’t stalk you, just your blog! There will be prizes! It depends on how many entries we receive to determine how many prizes. Why? I don’t know, but the more the better! Tell your blog friends! Can’t wait to see the craziness!

* disclaimer * Please refrain from sending photos of your naked ass. If you get too drunk, passing out between the coffee table and the couch before capturing the perfect rocker image, keep the evidence to yourself. No pictures of you having sex with animals or other foreign objects are necessary. Make sure to wipe the crust out your eyes and boogers out of your nose before posing. Once you send Ms Puddin’ a picture of your craziness, you are giving her the right to possibly make a joke at your expense. ;p

MsP

I’m A Winner!

The folks over at Oh Hell Nawl hosted their first Bloggin’ Ass Blogger Awards Show on Saturday. I rolled in a little late, tripped on the red carpet, accidentally flashed my va jay jay to the paparazzi, but I still made it. I was awarded...

…and...

You can peep out my acceptance speech here. Also, the Diva herself just gave me an award for mad partying skillz. Who me? Party? Never!

Anyway, I'm flattered! These are the first bloggin’ awards I’ve received since I joined the blogsphere so I am excited! Thanks again guys! You’re f*ckin’ awesome!

MsP

Party Pics!

I’m sorry guys. I’m a little hung over. So I can’t quite put into words what my birthday celebration was like. Fortunately, I do have some great photography from Saturday night. In fact my camera disappeared for half the night so there's even some extra ignant activity that was captured...

If you didn't already know, my birthday was last Tuesday and my coworker’s is this coming Tuesday, so we decided to do a joint birthday party at a club on Saturday. Our guest list was over 100 people and the majority showed up. All I’m going to say is that things got a little out of control…

I started the night out looking like the goddess/diva that I am and finished the night looking like a cracked out drag queen having a Lindsay Lohan episode. My black eye shadow eventually leaked underneath my eyes as alcohol seeped through my pores giving me a sweaty glow. And I accidentally broke the seal way too early...

…why does it look like I’m squeezin’? Even though my face makes it look like I’m takin’ a sh*t, I’m not. And when I wasn't running to that throne, here's me and the birthday boy in the VIP on our thrones... tongues out baby!!!

This is it for me. No more clubs for a loooooooong time...

*Please excuse the ignance that is this post. The intellect quality should be back up to par momentarily.*

I F*cking Love You B*tch!

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