Drop Squad Candidate: E.V.E.

Clearly her *hairstylist* had some extra bags of horsey and too much time. Salt n' Pepa on the side, Beyonce in the back, Peaches and Herb braids! No ma'am Eve! I will not let you get away with looking like a ghetto biker superhero. Boo! You are too fly for this. Come back to the East Coast because clearly Hollyweird has got a hold of you and you're morphing into something uh, er...? The Drop Squad needs to kidnap you, take you a basement in Philly and make you eat pickles while you watch vides of the old you, when you were a "Pitbull in a skirt".