Oh you go girl.

The consistently CRACKED OUT pregnant wife.

Enter really bad racist joke here.

“So all those unpleasant characters in the songs,” I ask, “like the narrator in I Stuck Her With My Wang, they’re examples of people you shouldn’t be?” “Huh?” Violent J says. “Well, it’s very unpleasant,” I say. “‘I stuck her with my wang. She hit me in the balls. I grabbed her by her neck. And I bounced her off the walls. She said it was an accident and then apologised. But I still took my elbow and blackened both her eyes.’ That’s clearly a song about domestic violence. So your Christian message is… don’t be like that man?” “Huh?” Violent J repeats, mystified. There’s a silence. This sums up basically how I feel about them.

BUZZFEEEEED WHOOP WHOOP!

Oh my god, I almost choked on my orange juice. What in the….?

UMMFFFFFF.

ZzzZZzZZzzzzZZZZZzzZzZZz.

WHUT.

You know what? I’m glad that fuckhead got mauled. Animals don’t belong in the circus. Especially wild ones. They aren’t meant to be treated like shit.