Imagine ... the 50 Cent vibrator.
"I need to make a 50 Cent condom, and a motorised version of me," Fiddy tells GQ Magazine. "A motorised version of me will definitely have to be waterproof, so you could utilise it in the tub. A lot of them (vibrators) aren't waterproof."
Pesky Apostrophe has imagined it. Color her unmoved.
An on-going debate here at work is whether or not 50 Cent is attractive. Brenda and I say no, and our Baptist co-worker Melanie says yes.
Now, if I say this guy walking down the street, I would not automatically think him ugly. Granted, hes got hideous teeth but other than that, hes not completely unfortunate. The problem Brenda and I have with him is his attitude. And attitude makes people hideous.
It's one thing seeing him walk down the street.
In the GQ piece, Fiddy is quoted as saying blue is his favorite color. He's not sure about size. Nothing too big, because that might make her real men uncomfortable.
This irks Pesky Apostrophe: Leave it to 50 Cent to create a vibrator for women while not really being concerned with her pleasure.
That's about all of her post that I can quote without inviting a visit from the Blinq police.
But a stimulating reply to her post comes from "girlplease" who writes:
hes the perfect example of how fame is attractive (not in my eyes, mind you). any ugly-assed person put in the spotlight can be deemed "hot". i mean, look at paris hilton, steve buschemi, rod stewarts she-man daughter. if they were average shmoes, no one would look at them besides a freakshow.
I'm still not sure, after reading his quotes a couple times, whether he's planning for the design to be modeled after all of him or just part of him.