Every time I hear the word “Bling” I kind of throw up in my mouth a little bit.  I think my brain processes that word and I instantly think of MTV or Cribs or whatever the hell you kids are into these days.   Stop saying Bling.  It’s jewelry ok?  That’s all it is.  It’s friggin jewelry.  And it’s excessive amounts of it.

How difficult is it to say, “watch,” or “necklace?”  We have to transform these materialistic items into something extraordinary?  They have to be called “bling” now?  Just give it a rest.  When someone wears too much bling, just call it wearing too much jewelry.

Now that that is settled,  we can move on to some pictures of excessive bling over the years.  Bling has its roots, and those roots start at one man.

Here is the original bling man.  Liberace.  Sure Kings and Queens of whatever century blinged it up.  God I hate this word.

This fool loves bling.

The Million Dollar man.  Now that belt is pretty blingy.

Yeahhhhh boooyyyeeeee!

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

I want to punch this guy as hard as I possibly can.

I want to be friends with this guy.

The Modern Day Pirate.

Teeth Bling.