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Joel
Ghetto thug? Bitch, please.
So, Joel....I do believe it's time for a small reality check: You are a white boy from a fucking hick town called WALDORF in freakin' MARYLAND. You are NOT A RAPPER. You are in a POP BAND. You are NOT BLACK.
Joel and his stupid ass bandana fetish.
Enough with the navy blue bandanas all over the place, already. First it was on your wrist. Alright, that style looked at least half way decent. Then you just HAD to go and put the shit on your head...UNDER your hat. Wow Joel, there's a smart one. Put the fuckin' shit UNDER your HAT, where no one can see it! Seriously, I'm just putting this out here for his own good. I don't want no crypts and bloods bustin a cap on his ass. Or do i? Nah. We love Joel.
He's hot. And he knows it.
Ever notice when the guys are performing on TV (for example: TRL) and you see Joel looking at the overhead TV's watching himself? You can just imagine what's going through his head..."Wow. I'm hot. I'm on TV. All the ladies want me. Woo-ha. Check out deez nuts and diz azz. Oh...fa sho." I mean really, he's just making himself look like a really huge dumbass. Especially on the MTV2 half-hour performance during "Spankin' New Bands Week" when on the line "And I know I'm making something out of this life they call nothing", Joel grabs his 5 diamond cross necklaces, holds them up, and rather than looking at the camera he looks at...yep, thats right...HIMSELF FLOSSING HIS DIAMONDS. I slapped my TV with a menacing rage. I really, really did. I kid you not.
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