It seems Ice Cube hasn't escaped his bad boy image after all. The 46-year-old rapper turn actor was last month reported to having been hit with a huge $2 million lawsuit after an altercation in front of the MGM Detroit Hotel and Casino in which the rapper and his entourage apparently acted in a highly deleterious manner.
For example, there isn't a man alive who has not drawn out the plans to either rob a bank or an armored car at least once in their lives (because deep down, all men believe themselves capable of pulling off a caper). Or that hasn't walked into a room full of strangers and taken a brief moment to give the room a quick size up (In order to determine the order by which he would have to take them out, in order of size and perceived threat, should any shit happen to go down).
God damn, motherfucking Myrtle Beach.
I've been to many of the South's various ports of call. And while I will openly and undeniably voice New Orleans as my number one with a bullet destination, Myrtle Beach is always a close and beloved number two.