Vivica Fox was just strolling through LAX the other day when the paparazzi caught her after an accidental crotch leak. I don't know how it happened, but it happens to all of us (just nod your head "yes" for Vivica's sake). Sometimes you're so drunk and full of lazy that you can't even bothering shaking the excess out at the urinal, so you put it back in and sit down. But as soon as you sit down, it spurts out like a newly turned on garden hose and you've got a fucking tribute to Fergie on your crotch. IT HAPPENS (keep nodding). Sometimes you fall asleep on the plane, and the tricky ho next to you who is forever a 13-year-old girl at a slumber party decides to stick your hand in cup full of lukewarm water and BOOM. You've had an accident. IT HAPPENS (keep nodding, you can send me your chiropractor bill later).
Maybe it's not even piss. Maybe Vivica is on her way to the TSA checkpoint and her vagina is sweating just thinking about the stress it's about to go through. Or maybe Viv spotted a particularly luscious lace front in a store window and it put a little cream on her pie. IT HAPPENS!
And I love that Vivica just keeps on struttin' her ass even though you know her crotch is sloshing like Wellies in wet snow. Who cares Vivica! Keep struttin'!