Tila Tequila Is Alive, Still Batshit Crazy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Oh, what it must be like to be Tila Tequila. I imagine that she comes to consciousness everyday at the crack of noon, struggles for a few minutes to remember where she’s at before she starts digging around for her panties and her amphetamines, and eventually she stumbles and falls half-dressed in front of a camera.

 

 

 

 

 

Somehow she’s now added boxing to the mix, but I think I’ve figured out why this is happening. She’s now so fucking retarded that when she stages photoshoots for her website, she slips into some type of alternate Tila-only reality where the set becomes her real environment and the part she’s playing becomes the newest member of the schizophrenic orchestra she’s got going on in her head. Proof? Here she is in a boxing-themed photoshoot for her skanky genital-wart of a website:

 

 

 

 

 

I remember the good ol’ days when she just wanted to be a Asian girl rapper who made songs about guys jerking off to her on MySpace and all her stripper friends. I mean watching her get beat in the head is fucking awesome, but I’m afraid that eventually whatever screws she’s got loose up there will be knocked back into place and then the Tila Tequila that we all know and love will develop an undeserved sense of self-worth or self-respect. She’ll start wearing underwear, take down her webcams, maybe go to community college. Oh well. Until then, watch her get beat senseless. More senseless.

Click here to listen to Tila’s song “Fuck Ya Man”

Click here to watch the music video for “Stripper Friends”