James Avery, our favorite television father behind Sheree Whitfield, was spotted recently bound to a wheelchair after what looks like an injury to his foot. What’s depressing about the pictures is the man bag that he is clutching so tightly [Andre Leon Talley would approve] and the red crocs that he has on. Instead of playing with dildos and Jada’s dick, Will need to mosey himself down to Uncle Phil’s side and help a brother out
With a name that can easily be confused as a housing project and an undeniable knack for fashion, Lawrence Hilton Jacobs is known as Cochise amongst older cats but he will always be my Joe Jackson! I am afraid to leave towels hanging around swimming pool because of him. Go to bed Joesph! No more! No more!
The hood will always recognize Erika Alexander as Maxine Shaw attorney at law from Living Single for the rest of career [or the young Mama Flora if you really on your approved movies for public school game] but as long as she isn’t out doing hoe shit for work she will always have a place in my heart.
Being a dead ringer for Geisha doesn’t hurt either. A good, clean, bible study going version. I bet if I checked inside of her clutch it would be full of peppermints and Avon samples.
I just love it when posts piggy back off of each other. God bless The Bocks for sharing and caring! Now lets all synchronize our watches to countdown when Bossip is going to snatch this one up.
Bad Boy Records is quickly becoming the number one destination for all things glowstick carrier related. I’m not sure how old or recent these flicks are because I don’t keep up with Cheri Dennis nor her mustache like that. And neither should you.I’m glad to see her still scratching and surviving though!
Today’s commercial break is being brought to you by Chris Brown’s pow chain, Jamie Foster Brown’s Sacagawea braids and Diddy saying “fuck the recession I’m still investing” while holding all of his artists checks for an extended period of time.
You will never guess what former chubby child actor is now trying to pursue a career as a rapper. SHAM. FUCKING. WOW.
This is how every Monday should be kicked off. Cameo looks exactly how I felt Saturday night. If anybody else attempted to wear the same get up they would be quickly escorted to an open casket but such is not the case for bruhman. Get you a piece, whore!
But first, can we talk about Day 26 having an album release party at the Ed Hardy store? We are still walking around looking like we are in Las Vegas? If your name is not Dennis Rodman I can’t let you get away with this.
Relevancy in the entertainment business hasn’t been kind to Cheri Dennis as of late, so she put down her microphone and picked up some glowsticks. If someone would have sent me a text message on Saturday asking me if I had saw her half shaven head yet I would understand.
Her last album went double tampon string, ya’ll. She has every right to be walking around this momofuka looking like the lost member of Full Force, but instead she just looks like the token Black girl at a rave.
Girl, you so xed out!