You know, it really is a wonderful thing when you can re-define the laws of society for your own crackerized version of utopia.
Look at The King of R&B (that’s rocks & booze). Now that Whitney Houston is no longer on this earth, Bobby Brown wants everyone to know that he didn’t get Whitney hooked on drugs.
At least not all of them.
But therein lies the crux of this crackery. Because according to Bobby Brown, grass is not the same as “narcotics”.
In an interview with Matt Lauer on the Today show, Bobby Brown had this to say:
“That was part of her life before we got together. I didn’t get high on narcotics before I met Whitney … I smoked weed and drank beer … but no, I wasn’t the one that got Whitney on drugs … I’m not the reason she’s gone.”
OK, just try to keep it together while I finish the story. We have identified the crackhead in this piece. Let’s read between the lines, snort them, and then soldier on. Brown delved even further into the new definition of crackery.
“I haven’t touched narcotics in seven years. I know she was struggling with it still.”
Ah, look. Seven is the new one. So the next time someone asks me how long ago I stopped smoking grass, I can say, “Seven years ago last night!”
So the next time you get caught smoking a joint in your car and the police stop you, try telling them that weed isn’t a narcotic according to the King of R&B, Bobby Brown.
See how far that gets ya!
Bobby Brown math is the new new math! If you start scratching your head and twitching, it’s because you smoked/snorthed/inhaled the new math!