Now see this is my issue with the Thug in general.  At their core, they’re all cats.

Anyone who tries to put on the thug persona is usually just a little yatch acting out.

I mean, they walk around all day mean muggin and then come home and just want their feet rubbed.  Ya know?  So when I see them reverting to their natural form, ie. a cat juice seeking yatch, I feel a need to call it out.  With that said, what in the hell is Kenyon Martin doing, shirtless, with Trina in some magazine?  Come on.

That really is more thigh than KFC…  Sadly, it’s also more calf than Mickey Ds… not right.

Dude, you can’t be all super thugged out and then take your shirt off for a camera shoot.  That’s ANY camera shoot.  Once you go public thug, that’s it.  No more R&B.  No more Maxwell concerts.     And definitely not more, none pick up game, non beach shirtless episodes.  And no I don’t care that you’re showing off your tattoos, hell, that’s worse.

You’re supposed to be that cat who gets the tats for deep personal reasons.  Your tats are an expression of who you really are on the inside and they’re “personal”… AHNT.  Meanwhile, this clown is puckering up on some ole cat sh*t.  I mean, look at him… all airbrushed out with nary a piece of facial hair out of place.

Bring back the man’s man version of Kenyon.  That “I’ll take care of it” (with reference to Mark Cuban yelling at his moms..incidentally, he DIDN’T take care of it) Kenyon.  Not the media whore looking all extra off key with his “Boo” (which might be the worst word in the pop culture today) crawling on him like a stuffed puma.   AHNNNT

This is awful.  And while I do appreciate the back game Trina comes with, none of what we actually like about her is on display here.  Nah… this is off season Trina.  Miami Subs Trina.

That’s why we’re getting nothing but angle twos with nary a midsection in sight (except for Kenyon’s, wtf?).  Why doesn’t she just rock a parka?  Useless to me.

- Lake