What’s inside LeBron’s cute little purse? Eyeliner? One of those hilariously small pistols women used to carry in the wild west? An even smaller Hello Kitty purse? WHO KNOWS.
Guess you don’t need a very big purse when all you gotta carry is three quarters…
Thanks to John G. for the heads-up.
UPDATE: Notorious LeBron fellator Kelly Dwyer has actually written a story titled “LeBron’s man purse is still cooler than anything you own.” Uh…:
I don’t care what you think, that thing is dope. I’d carry two, if I could pull it off. With the leather and the handle, it looks like it’s going to be full of straight razors, scotch whisky and creamed spinach in anticipation for that night’s massive slab of prime rib. If that’s a man-purse, it’s something that Errol Flynn would have boarded a swanky dirigible with.
There are so many things wrong with this. Oh yeah – nothing says manliness like straight razors, scotch, and prime rib. And nothing says I’m about to crush a 40 oz. prime rib and wash it down with a bottle of Johnny Walker like the tiniest little tampon carrier in the world. Nothing.
And no, this dude is not being sarcastic. This isn’t some joke that I’m not getting. I know this because of everything he has ever written about LeBron in the past – close to 100% of it is sickening ass-kissing.
He even used the word “dope.” That is unforgivable.