Let's look this up...

"a crime committed by a person of respectability and high social status in the course of his occupation" - Sutherland, 1949

See -- spilling a little cocaine on your collar is not embezzlement. But at least you got your bottle of Remy.

Rating - Over the Top

SMH.

They even photo-shopped the Santa hat on him. They should've photo-shopped a shirt too.

Rating - Emphatically Fail

I don't know what is more disturbing -- that cats are using a fried chicken reference; or that son looks like Dr. M. L. King Jr.

Come on. We can do better.

Rating - Fail

Where the hell is he supposed to be? Siam in 1944? I don't know; I don't think any Air Force would let some cat in wearing a fitted and polo, no matter who he salutes. Especially if he just finished blazing. How else could you explain the smoke?

Rating - Incomplete

I'm confused. I see a zombie, a dude in a straitjacket, and a cat burglar(???). And the whole lighting scheme is... confusing. Shackles? Fo' real?

Is the cat burglar giving him one of those Lil' Rascals hot foot with a magnifying glass and intense full moonlight?

Rating - Incomplete

"Autie Em! It's a twister!"

I find it weird that these Category 5 winds (+155mph) can lift impeccably polished cars into the stratosphere, but Hurricane Chris' incredibly baggy pants remain stationary.

Rating - Unbelievable

Been too long!

Ok, I'm back! MCR is back!

The mixtape game ain't change that much, so there's still plenty of resources to ridicule. And in case you didn't know, I'm doing this blog for hip hop community service. Cats need to raise their graphic arts skills up, lest the folks start to forget that arts and graf is part of our culture too.

It's like brother's forgot how to dance and keep rhythm... word.