Fantasia was supposedly contracted to make an appearance at Kush, but a promoter for the nightclub had other plans for the R&B singer. An onlooker told Bossip that when Fantasia made her way to the VIP area she was approached by the promoter who asked her why she wasn’t performing. Fantasia then replied that she had only been paid to make an appearance and not to perform.

Unpleased with Fantasia’s answer, the promoter allegedly threw a chair at the singer. Security then rushed the scene to break up the debacle.

Fantasia was then said to be rushed out of the club and the promoter was escorted to a different location. No arrests were made.

Until the situation is fully investigated, no one can really know what happened. Sometimes appearances at nightclubs aren’t documented on paper and are mostly “hand-shake” deals. But if the promoter did send out a written contract, knowing that Fantasia and the 26-letter alphabet don’t get along, well, shame on him.

Fresh: Where was Teeny?

Justin: Eating the nuts at the bar.

Kimberly Denise Jones stepped out recently looking like . . . this. She was photographed in St. Tropez on Monday with her wig, pink face, fake contacts, fake nose, fake lips, fake chest cannons, fake everything. I remember a few years ago someone asking her why she got plastic surgery. Her response: “Because I wanted to have more fun in my photoshoots.” TRAGIC.

Although the damage already been done, we here at C+D would like to offer some kindness towards her way. Find something nice to say about our friend with body dysmorphic issues.

Do you see homegirl on the right laughing at Kim?

See, Craig’s Mama play too much. Anne Maria Horsford was casket ready at the NBAF Midsummer Gala in Atlanta over the weekend. Here’s a snippet of the instant messenger conversation J. Coop and I had about Thelma Frye.

J. Coop: Her eyes, they seem to be empty

Fresh: She looks like that one auntie who had a mental break down in the 90s but nobody in the family ever brings it up

J. Coop: Did she call Samuel J. before leaving the house and say “Let’s coordinate”? Looking like she’s going to the Spring Prom, Year 1989

Fresh: LaTanya needs to put a stop to that shit

J. Coop: Anne Maria looks like one of the people that haven’t been invited to anything in years and when she finally gets the chance, she over-compensates in party attire

Fresh: And gets drunk halfway through the evening and starts singing the intro song to In The Heat of the Night

J. Coop: I wonder, though, did Dorian’s dick helped her get dressed?

Fresh: Her skirt looks like the little white shoes we put on the turkey for Thanksgiving dinner

J. Coop: Her shoes looks like hoofs, true talk . . . she looks like she said to herself  “I’m going to out do everyone there so I’m going to make my own shit” and she did. Singer Sewing Machine-game proper. Why everybody trying to be so different these days? What’s so wrong with a simple shirt and skirt?

Stephon Marbury had a photographer on hand during his emotional 24-hour webcast earlier this week. Here are a few snap shots for you to pray glimpse over. The purpose of the live stream was to show fans a typical day during the off season but quickly turned into a Vaseline consuming, dramatic cunt fest. Girl, I guess.

The NY Post is reporting that a Queens nurse allegedly channeled Lorena Bobbitt as she exacted revenge yesterday on her hubby for his infidelity.

The woman, feeling burned over her husband’s cheating, woke him up by pouring a “big pot” of scalding water over his genitals, the victim told The NY Post.

“I was in bed, I was fast asleep . . . She came into the bedroom and poured hot water all over me,” Emmanuel “Ojo” Ojofeitimi, 67, said last night from his hospital bed, where he was being treated for second- and third-degree burns over 30 percent of his body.

“I didn’t know what had happened. By the time I woke up, the skin was falling off,” Ojofeitimi said.

“It sounded like a woman screaming,” a neighbor in their Springfield Gardens building said of the 6 a.m. attack.

Ojofeitimi’s wife, Oyindamola, 67, was charged with assault and harassment and was ordered held in lieu of $100,000 at her arraignment last night.

Her lawyer, Jennifer Michaelson, said Ojofeitimi “had a history of abusing her both physically and psychologically.”

A law-enforcement source said Oyindamola had been “upset about a recent infidelity.”

Ojofeitimi said his wife was wielding a large hunk of wood expecting that he would attack her after she scalded him.

“I don’t know whether she flipped out, or something happened . . . I didn’t anticipate this at all,” he said.

Ojofeitimi, a Nigerian immigrant and nurse himself who previously was vice president of patient-care services at New Island Hospital in Bethpage, LI, said his wife has been steaming about his cheating.

Despite his claims of being faithful lately, Oyindamola, who has four grown children with him, “never lets it go,” he said.

“She does not know how to forgive and forget; she doesn’t let anything go by,” he said. “If I come home late from work, she’s always assuming that I’m with a woman.”

But Ojofeitimi said his wife of 21 years, who is from Grenada, had never gotten violent before.

The attack echoed Bobbitt’s infamous assault on then-husband John Wayne Bobbitt, when she hacked off his penis as he slept.

“I just jumped up and called 911,” Ojofeitimi said.

He said Oyindamola put cold compresses on his burns, which ranged from his knees to his abdomen and also were on his arm, back and face. Ojofeitimi was taken to Nassau University Medical Center, where cops interviewed him and then arrested his wife.

But Ojofeitimi said, “I will file for divorce, but I don’t want her in jail.” [source]

When I find the words to describe this clip I will edit this post. I don’t even think I am supposed to post this shit since it may expose you to the swine flu.

With amazing dance moves and window licker approved lyrics Mr. Hit Dat Hoe [real moniker no gimmicks] is picking up where Crunchy Black left off. Your cousins in this video are definitely missing a chromosome or four but we’re not going to hold that against them. It’s Friday!

I love the South. It makes me feel damn good knowing that I can walk up the street at any time and watch fuckery like this go down live.