So in Run-it-in-the-ground news today, more and more hoes are coming out of the closet screamin "I f*cked Tiger too!". So far the count is up to 11, I think. My thoughts: "Who gives a fcuk?" Last I checked he doesn't identify with the "B's" anyway *thinkn out loud*. But seriously though, do I really have to hear about every nut Tiger busts? We didn't hear this much about those green jackets he was winnin on "y'all" asses! Hell, I'm jealous that my sex-capades aren't that popular. I kid. I kid.
Apparently, Gatorade has dropped him from the endorsement roster (I'm sure he can still pay his bills), his momma-in-law went to the hospital today, his crash report was released, and now he's vowing to start making better decisions like cheating with a black girl instead. Okay so I made the last one up. But really, can we let his balls go now?
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