resting. If I had to guess, Iâd say she was sitting on her recently polished throne of orphan skulls, hissing and wondering what she could possibly do that would piss me off the most.
Well, let me be the first to say, mission accomplished, you puppy-eating thunder b***h.
Recently, the director and star of the hit break-dancing drama/emotional rollercoaster Step Up 2: The Streets
posted a youtube video wherein they challenged that b***h who plays Hannah Montana to an âonline dance competition.â That, in and of itself, isnât really offensive to me in anyway. I mean, donât get me wrong, itâs totally f*****g retarded, but does it bother me? Not particularly, no.
Hannah MonSnakeMonster decided to
answer the challenge
by posting a video featuring her and her dance crew doing some impressive moves. The name of that dance crew?
The M&M Cru.
You know another âcrewâ that carried the nickname âM&M,â you raging serpent? My f*****g street-vigilante duo.
Dedicated followers of the blog will remember that, before we were bloggers, Gladstone and I worked as costumed street-vigilantes
in Rhode Island, dubbed âM&Mâ by the media, because of our names, (I was âMachete,â Gladstone was âMace.â Guess what weapons we used to fight crime?). If you want to do a bunch of crappy cartwheels and back flips to win some stupid loser dance competition for fatheads, go ahead and do it, Miley, no one gives a s**t. But did you