Chris Brown performing in Amsterdam. (December 6, 2012) -Photo: Bauer-Griffin, Fame/Flynet, Getty, INFdaily, Pacific Coast News, Splash News, WENN
I heard a funny Chris Brown joke the other day, but I forgot the punch line.
Beetin’ wimminz is hard werk, y’all.
Poor guy. Sure, everyone thought about her. But did anyone even take a second to think about his cut-up knuckles?!?!
“I’m tired. Tired of playing the game. Ain’t it a crying shame. I’m so tired. God dammit I’m exhausted.”
(Apologies to the late Madeline Kahn)
CAPTION CORRECTION: “Chris Brown sitting in Amsterdam. (December 6, 2012)”
I’ve sat like that looking like that but only when I was about to puke.
Didn’t realize they did gay shows at the Bananenbar.
Well, he sure as fuck can’t sing, so you might as well call it “performing”.
Please. This guy should just go and get the hell out.
Smacking bitches upside the head is tirin’, man. I SAID TIRIN’.
I just beat. a. ho.
Fixated on a guy in the front row, no doubt.
He just saw a girl in the front row peep her boyfriend’s phone.
Ever ready to delight his fans when someone wants him to pee on them he aims to please. Just give him a challenge like doing it sitting down.
I’m a peaceful man, but goddam I’d love to punch the shit out of this guy.
“Can you see where I stomped the bitch?”
The look of a man wrestling with his conscience and winning.
“I’ve gotta sit down. These tight pants are cutting off the oxygen to my brain!…Making me realize what a huge tool I am!”
give him a break, he just lost the super bowl.
No, he doesn’t generally share his drugs, but he does like to hand out a smack from time to time.
He’s a gentleman. Every time he hits Rihanna, he looks for her contact lens(es).
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