Introducing one Maricus Adams, recently arrested on charges of trafficking fentanyl out of a fancy Budgetel Inn & Suites in Augusta, Georgia

I am really at a loss for what is going on with that ‘do. It looks like they crossed Billy Ray Cyrus with Rick James.

Nothing profound to add. That is just a pretty awesome hairstyle that he probably paid someone to do. On purpose.
“There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man’s fears and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination. It is an area which we call Maricus Adams’ scalp.”
Three scientific expeditionary forces have already entered the oleaginous, dark & rancid underlayment of Marcus’ “Do.”
None have returned……
Another childhood memory of mine popped up when taking a second look: I remember when an ant colony swarmed over the carcass of a dead cat. The feast resembles the atrocity above.
Can you not believe that all that black stuff is a massive, moving, pulsating colony–ten deep–enjoying their food source of the moment?
The brothers were scorching his hair on the original post, they were more outraged than amused.
“Fentanyl is a hell of a drug!”
Fentanyl–in massive OD quantities–would be a blessing here. For this nog, for his fambly and for the Nation.
Some things need to be shot, burned, salted then buried deep, the ground paved over and unmarked.
Jesus H. Christ-On-A-Cracker!
Unity!
I had actually never seen that bit from Chappell, someone sent it to me on Substack. Reminds me of when comedy was actually funny
Rick James vs. MC Hammer’s crack pipe.
Maricus/Omar 2028.
Yes we can!
Forward.
I wonder how many of his customers were .mil from the nearby Fort Gordon. Just asking.
Sam Sheepdog has fallen on herd times, and now goes by #58008 in the county lockup.
Ralph Wolf forgot his Narcan so will be unavailable to bail him out ever again.
I thought of Sam the sheepdog too when I saw that guy
Operated out of a Budgetel. Why didn’t he go with Motel 6? They, “Leave the light on for ya.” Also, hair is a bit on the Lionel Ritchey side, if you ask me.
That is HAIR? You could have fooled me (see my first comment, above)!
Lionel Ritchey had a conventional gerri curl shaped like a helmet. This here muthafucka looks more like a Puli (breed of dog, look it up if unfamiliar since I can’t post a pic here).
His “hairdresser” must own a Puli because that mofo looks exactly like one. I bet he can’t go near sheep without herding them.
Smoke some fentanyl and you will be dancing on the ceiling.
LOL, I saw what you did there!
“All Night Long”, at that!
I wish I had one of them lawn jockey/stable boys. I would make a to scale replica of that doo and place it upon the lawn jockey head.
Those lawn jockeys were awesome
I still see a few of those in older neighborhoods around here once in a while. They all have white faces though. Probably repainted at some point. Years ago, there used to be a house a couple of miles from my childhood home where the proverbial little old black grandma lived (she was always out tending her garden in good weather).
Anyway, she had a small concrete statuary in her front yard of a very pale colored donkey pulling a cart. I used to joke that “a black lady with a white ass lives in that house” when riding by it with my mom or dad. It usually did get a chuckle. I’m sure she passed a long time ago, and the house is still there, but the donkey and cart are long gone.
Achy-Breaky Superfreak