Yes, that is T-Pain riding a Segway at a Lil’ Wayne concert. Look at how it’s kind of blinged out. What do you think his mileage is? Do you think he has two or three dozen customized Segways waiting for him backstage, in case one breaks down? Does each one have a custom paint job? Custom bling? Custom handlebars? T-Pain is not a man of simplicity. T-Pain is a man of possibility. T-Pain is the topoi of ludicrousness. T-Pain is what happens when you hand a man a blank check and say, “Why not.”
Imagine all the places he can go with that thing. Disney World? Done. Soviet Russia circa 1975? No problem. Narnia? Hell, why not. Who doesn’t wish they could go on Mr. Pain’s Wild Ride?
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(photo via) A disclaimer: I originally wrote this essay as part of a creative nonfiction class, working from David Foster Wallace's ...
These are some jams I liked a lot in 2009 and why. They are pretty typical and I am boring, but with respect blow me.
Oh, this crowd. My roommate and I are here because she called into the radio station and won tickets, and ...