Usually when I receive emails from certain people, I expect certain things.

When I receive email from my mom, its usually long jokes/moral stories/corny stuff. When I receive email from Time Warner, they usually want their money before the end of the month. When I receive email from Freshalina, its usually involves fuckery and other crazy shit that doesn’t allow me to sleep at night and leaves mental scars that not even an extended session at my psychologist can erase.

Here, we have a young black female arriving in Berlin for the MTV Europe Awards. Photographers  mistakenly refer to her as Solange Knowles but that’s not Piaget. And you wonder why she has so much angst . . .

Fresh: I’m still trying to understand.

Justin: Unless Solange got some house party surgery.

Fresh: The girl isn’t unattractive or anything she just doesn’t look shit like Solange.

Justin: Those celebrity photographers needs to get their shit together.

Fresh: Its no wonder why that photographer fell the fuck out and died after taking Lady Gaga’s picture earlier this week.

Justin: He died for real?

Fresh: For real.

Justin: Oh shit. Gaga ain’t playing. I guess he finally saw her Poker Face.