The Kardashian Cookie Klan
The theme this year was "Kardashian Family Tree" and you were to come prepared to explain how you fit into that famous family. Of course you also need to bake cookies to exchange with the other 30 ladies, but everyone knows the party ain't about the damn cookies. As expected, there were several Kims with ample assets, a Kris, a couple of Roberts and loser Scotts, the requisite paparazzi, and a personal trainer of course. A plastic surgeon named Dr. Ivanta Bigrack, from Austria, even made a special appearance to put to rest those nasty rumors about whether or not Kim had butt implants. Although there was no foreign material seen on the x-ray, he concluded that previous intermittent penetration from non-USA citizens could not be excluded.
Now lemme tell ya, several chicks got really creative this year, thought outside the box and really nailed it!!! For example, one woman strapped a cooler to her ass and filled it with pictures of all of Kim's ex's to depict "junk in the truck". Elvis was even there to stir the pot about Khloe's paternity. However, some might say other folks were smokin' a little too much ganja when they were thinkin' up their little skit, 'cause anyone ever hear of Kris Kardashian havin' an affair with Bob Marley and producin' 3 illegitimate kids? Uh Yea, neither has anyone else in the world. Or how about Kate Middleton actually bein' the offspring of Robert Kardashian and Kate's Mum after a one night stand? Someone was eatin' some kookie cookies fo' sho!!!!! Good thang it's all in good fun hey?
Yo, I'm OJ Simpson, a famous football player.
Some say Kris Jenner and I had an affair.
We was best friends back in the day.
As for foolin' around, I ain't gonna say.
Rumor has it, I'm Khloe's biological Dad.
I've been called worse, so that ain't so bad.
I'm takin' the 5th on how I fit into the Kardashian family tree.
But it don't take no genius for your eyes to see,
That Khloe don't look like the rest of the clan.
Hell, that chick kinda look like a man.
Remember her "Dad" Robert was my attorney in that famous case.
On those murder charges he was the dream team ace.
'Cause if the glove don't fit,
Ya gotta acquit!
But now I'm doin' hard time for some trouble in sin city.
When I drop the soap, there ain't no time for bein' witty.