Yeah, that's what Nicki Minaj said related to her feud with Mariah Carey. Right after she threatened to shoot Mariah.
My, my my, this shit is gettin' REAL, people. I'm concerned.
See, Mariah is a charter member of my List. No one else has dibs and only I can take her out.
So back off Nicki, go pick on someone your own size. Judging by your emaciated status and abnormally chiseled facial bones, that would probably be one of those scary-ass Sybarite dolls.
OMG, that picture of red hot Nicki and Mariah? Every time I look at it, I feel the urge to deflate all four of their boobs with a sequined red thumbtack. But hey, we all know that the spilling-over boobage look sells. Let's face facts: even little girls in AG's target market want dolly décolletage. They sure as hell don't want a sports bra for their flat-chested dolls. WTF, sports bra:
No self-respecting pre-teen girl wants to look like that! My American Girl, my muslin ass. Come on AG, market some inflatable boobs to slip down in there and sell them for $28 a pair. Imma tell you what, they'll fly off the shelves.
Yeah, maybe someday. Don't hold your breath waiting, though. After all, it took American Girl five long years to finally step up and emulate my own trademark fashion-forward look:
Yeah. You know you want it.