Just when you thought Jimmy Carter couldn't get any sexier, he goes and gets those calf implants he's been talking about this happens: Tha Carter 39, a Weezy-/Jimmy-homaging Tumblr from a guy who once puked on a table at The Forge and got high-fives from the staff, which matches often hilarious photos of our 39th prez to corresponding lyrics from occasional Miami dweller Dwayne Carter (no relation). Some standouts:
"You smell me girl, I smell like money" is thrown around Jimbo's face on the very collector's-edition coin you were gonna buy before you went for Franklin Mint's Kate Middleton Faberge doll.
"Sleeping at the top, nightmares of the bottom" is superimposed on a shot of No. 39's face tattooed on someone's bare butt, which was probably Kate Hudson's, 'cause you know she loved those SALT treaties.
"Don't be in the garden, and don't smell her flower" shows a young girl handing the former peanut farmer a bouquet, as a dude with a horrible combover, and possibly combover-induced leprosy, lurks in the background.
"I'm running this b*tch like Eric Bieniemy back" sees Jimmy getting a serious workout as he pulls a giant car for extreme resistance training. Oh wait, he's just jogging, and there's a car behind him.