Blessed, sweet, precious The Game. A good boy, by and large, who from time to time can be so bad.
The rapper’s Instagram account has long been fertile ground for The Game’s outrageously filthy abilities with hashtags, that most underrated of creative outlets, and one that he often uses to take his followers on a sexy journey through his dirty, dirty mind.
But for a while – a long, long while, in fact – it seemed The Game had calmed himself down. Gone were the crotch-stuffing monster dong selfie days of yore, replaced instead by a feed of photos of his friends, kids, and family.
Had The Game finally calmed down? Had he put his debaucherous days behind him? Was this a new, grown-up version of The Game we were witnessing?
Nope.
My godd, what a journey.
A few highlights on this sextacular masterwork:
- “#DatMeanMyTongueMakinHeartShapesAroundDatCliterusAllNight“
Hard to see this post fighting with many others for ownership of that particular hashtag.
- “#UrBodilyJuicesRNowStarting2SlowlyDripDownUrThighAsISoGentlyThrustMyHandIntoUrVagina“
That is… strangely poetic. “So gently.” Truly haunting.
- “#DatAssPinnedUpOnTheWallLikeAPhotoOfUsOnANudeBeachInBali“
Why a nude beach? Why Bali? Are you pinning this naked person up against a photo of that same naked person? Who took the dang photo? Was that an awkward conversation to have with a complete stranger? Do you have to be careful not to lie on your phone/camera so it doesn’t look like you’re reefing it out of somewhere unpleasant?
- “#inUrMyPussyJustGotMurderedVoice“
I know it gets said a lot, but if ever it were appropriate it’s now: SCREAMING. Absolutely S C R E A M I N G.
How do you follow a post like that? How do you possibly hope to keep updating a feed knowing you lobbed that bomb into it?
As it turns out, for the Game, the answer to that is “return to posting photos of your kids as if nothing ever happened.”
From unbelievably horny to proud Dad in under 12 hours. The Game’s Insta feed is a wild, wild ride.
Source: The Game/Instagram.
Photo: The Game/Instagram.
