Dang, prayers up for C-Breezy this morning. That child can’t seem to get out of his way.
Apparently this morning, homeboy flew into a rage mid- Good Morning America taping after being prodded one too many times about the Rihanna incident. According to sources, he ripped off his shirt, broke a mirror and smashed a window. talking about, he’s tired of people bring up the past… and the difference between his treatment and Charlie Sheen.
Mind you, his album F.A.M.E drops today.
You know, I’m not even going to bother getting into the fact that as long as that little boy BREATHES, people are not going to tire of asking him about bashing Rihanna’s face in OR the fact that Charlie Sheen is a grown ass WHITE man who’s been in this game for longer than Chris has been alive. So no, he’ll never receive equal treatment. The End.
Instead, I’m just going to point out that across the board music critics have given this album notably favorable reviews. Which is a pretty big deal for any artist nowadays let alone one that stays on the wrong side of public opinion. Okay?
Boo, you’re 21 yrs-old. Watching you self-destruct has become exhausting. Enough of the temper tantrums, nude pics, ridiculous dye job and slew of angry tweets. You live a charmed life that MILLIONS of folks would barter their first born to enjoy. Grow up & act like you appreciate it.
Dang. Just finished reading the New York Times article about the 21 Catholic priests in Philadelphia that were recently suspended for sexual abuse of a minor and/ or boundary issues with them.
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But wait on it… a grand jury report issued on February 10th of 2010 accused the Philadelphia Archdiocese of a widespread cover-up of predatory priests, stretching over decades, and said that as many as 37 priests remained active in the ministry despite credible accusations against them. And naturally, at the time the cardinal vehemently denied the claim.
And then this. A entire YEAR later.
I feel so sad for all the victims who were put in harm’s way because the Catholic Church refuses to be accountable. Life is hard enough nowadays without having your faith in your religious leaders destroyed over and over again.
I know I really shouldn’t enjoy this new Trina song as much as I do. Especially with tired ass T-Pain harmonizing in the background. But the beat is hot and the lyrics are HEE-larious. And well, the only other alternative at the moment is Willow Smith’s torturous ’21st Century Girl.’
Forgive me and all the women that will identify with the words of the song.
So err-umma yeah, about the ultimate gheotto ish that was last night’s season finale of VH1’s Basketball Wives…
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Normally, I prefer to simply voice my opinion on the reality TV tomfoolery on Twitter as it happens and then pretend I never saw the mess the next day. But I gotta tell you, Evelyn Lozada’s “performance” at Chad OchoCinco’s Cincinnati condo is worthy of additional airtime on the blog.
Why? Because out of all the chicks on that godawful show, she kept it 110% real.
If you ever wondered why the majority of these athletes & “ballers,” get so caught up and turned out by random dirty chicks like Kim Zoziack or Evelyn? Well my darlings, mystery solved.
It takes a certain mentality to break out the Kmart lingerie, thigh-high boots, and hop up on a dude’s lap you’ve only talked to over Skype- IN FRONT of an entire camera crew. Now had they been alone, that would’ve just been classified as grown folk business. Reckless but still, two consenting adults, I have no opinion. But the decision to make it happen for national TV? Well….
That right there ladies & gents, is a certified slut out mission to the highest power. Cause please believe, there were at least four other people in that room with them. And clearly, Ms. Lozada could have cared less.
Mind you, this is the same chick whose daughter is on her way to college this year. Pause. Can you imagine how she felt watching her mother get her ass palmed and carried up the stairs in return for a airplane ticket and plate of food??
Not for nothing, somebody might wanna send a prayer up for Pastor Grant Storms’ soul ASAP.
Cause apparently, the prominent New Orleans based Christian leader, who is best known for using a bullhorn to protest an annual three-day gay parade as “depraved”and describes masturbation as an immoral act, was just caught jerking off in his van. At a public park. During the day. While kids were around.
Talking about, the TWO witnesses were confused. He was just peeing in a bottle… That is, until whatever tiny sense of honesty he actually has kicked in. Then the hypocrite finally confessed to beating off.
It never ceases to amaze me how different teenagers are these days from when I was growing up. Like seriously, the sense of entitlement these kids have is just… . BEYOND.
Case in point, this 19 year-old Mexican girl Estibalis Chaves who’s been staging a hunger strike in front of the British Embassy in Mexico City for the past 9 days so that she can receive an invitation to Kate & Prince William’s upcoming royal wedding.
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Talking about, “Are they going to let me die just because they wouldn’t give me an invitation to the royal wedding?”
HUH?? Is this some kind of sick joke so that she’ll land a reality show? Cause forreal, this can’t be life.
For weeks, hundreds of innocent people in the Middle East have been losing their limbs & lives in a fight for BASIC human rights. And this fool ass chick is killing her damn self over a private event that has absolutely nothing to do with her, her family or even her own country???
*sucks the back of teeth completely clean*
Man listen… Someone please order her a pine box RIGHT now.
YOOOOOOOO! What in the wide-nostril-cross-dressing- hell is this??
Like forreal, is this clown really on YouTube rhapsodizing about his damn wig $5 wig?
Talking ’bout, “Dis is ‘Still I Rise’ hair; the hope & dream of the slave. Dis is for the colored girls who have considered suicide when the rainbow is enuf- but if them girls was laid, they wouldn’t have been considering suicide.”
You know what, no. Just no. I don’t care what I see or hear, the devil is a liar.
I mean, honestly from that horrific Aretha tribute to Lady Gaga popping out an egg just to sing over Madonna’s ‘Express Yourself’ all the way to Rih Rih’s off-key, wannabe dance hall moment and Dr. Dre’s old school mom jeans. Le Sigh. Yeah, I think I pretty much said it all in my chocolate bar fueled Twitter feed rant. In case you missed it, go HERE.
But lemme ask you this… What’s was going on with Beyonce?
When the camera panned on her for the first time sitting next to her BFF Gwyneth Paltrow, I did a damn double take. WTH?? Is she morphing into a white woman right in front of our very eyes?
Granted, I know this is homegirl’s “winter” complexion but still- what’s really good with the extra strawberry blonde weave and bare face look she was giving? As if she just decided to stop by the awards show on her way back to the hotel from running an errand at Target? I mean, less is more but none is ridiculous.
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Oh and I’m not even going to discuss the drab, black, bedazzled waist-length tuxedo jacket over a pair of high-waisted, sequined booty shorts….
MMM-kay. So about this new commercial for Khloe & Lamar’s new unisex perfume??
Why does watching it make my skin crawl?
There’s something so NOT sexy and honestly, kinda scheevy about the way her equally long and wide limbs wrap themselves around this man. And not for nothing, why does he sound more soft spoken than her? Like she’s trying to whisper but that just his tone- naturally. And then watching her kiss him. Nope. Too much.
I don’t know, maybe it’s just too early in the morning for me to be thinking this kinda nonsense. But between you and me, the entire commercial looks like it stinks.