ain't nuttin' but a gangsta partay.... today i had a tupac party in honor of the 10th year anniversary of his death. i really love tupac. i love his story, i love his music, i love what he had to say...i love him so much that i wanted to get together with a couple of homies and throw back some 40's at the park. you know, cos that's what he would have wanted me to do.

however, my friends are weak and totally denied me my dream of the perfect party. so i came up with an alternative. damn, why are my friends so gay?





Welcome to: The Tupac Shakur Party, 40 ounces of frozen yogurt.

I decided the only way to get my gay ass friends to participate was to lure them in with sugar....the only problem with that is that sugar does not get your ass krunk. so before we hit up the yogurt place, i took those bitches to our favorite afternoon snack joint: Chipotle....but just for the Margaritas. those totally count as snacks.

we bought one for tupac:

luckily, yogurtland is only about 10 paces to the right of chipotle. we made our 40's and then i made those ho's decorate their styrofoam cups to look like 40's.......i know, im totally a genius.






here kevin is tipping his for our homie in heaven:

we are seriously so embarassing.

ok after that, kevin told me he brought his compton hat. i told him i brought mine too. then we had this hot photo shoot by my car:


yeah, we're really embarassing.

im sorry tupac. but i still love you. and i know you love me too.

(ps- these pictures are crap because i forgot my camera's memory card at home so i had to use my phone. we still look hot, though, huh? )  ¶ 10:47 PM