The Grammy-winning rapper added something new to his oeuvre today: a reggae-inflected song about pee.
Chelsea Handler isn’t about to sugarcoat anything.
"We ordered a dessert sampler pack, but there was no dipping sauce so one ate dessert. Very disappointing."
He's already facing about as much ridicule from his fellow mascots as his team usually faces from baseball fans.
It’s hard not make fun of the pure extravagance of SXSW.
Don't look before you leap.