A group of teenage girls attempted to conjure up the spirits of lost souls by pulsating their pussies low and slow twerking on top of Grandma Pearl and the rest of the crew’s final resting place. I’ve got nothing.

SAD LIL’ MAMA FACE RATING [OUT OF 5]

Tameka Foster Raymond put her international phone card from the Circle K gas station to use on Saturday when she called the editor of Hip Hossip’s home in Canada to tell her that she didn’t appreciate a post about her reportedly damaging soon to be ex-husband Usher’s SUV in August. After playing the profanity laced voicemail to industry friends [who later confirmed that it was indeed Margeaux's voice] the blogger posted the audio online for all to enjoy.

Just when me and Fresh was about to lose faith in our fuckery quota being met for the week, Omari comes and saves the day.  Again.

From Vibe.com

According to reports, the rapper showed up over the weekend to Common’s highly publicized benefit show at the Hollywood Palladium, and threw another one of his egotistical tantrums backstage.

The rapper was allegedly upset over his not being offered food while in the dressing room backstage. After spotting a man eating chicken, West blurted, “Why wasn’t I offered chicken? You want me to perform for free, [and] everyone is eating… why am I not eating?”

When the waitress explained that he never asked for food, ‘Ye yelled, “Well, I’m asking now!” After receiving chicken, he allegedly proceeded to take a bite and then throw the rest in the trash. Meanwhile, the rapper’s beau Amber Rose, stood silent, while other celebrities backstage watched in awe.

I thought after the dressing down Leno gave homeboy would have changed things for the better. Doesn’t Leno know you can’t tame an angry diva?

If Lil’ Wayne performance at the ‘09 EBT Awards left a sour taste in your mouth you may want to grab ahead and grab a bottle of Dasani for this niggatry. A group of your cousins performed their smash hit “I Eats Da Pussy” while kids gyrated their hips alongside on stage. I guess its a hard task to thrust dick to “I Eat All The Vegetables On My Plate” and maintain your street credibility on the playground.

Being exposed to lyrics like “I’ll suck the shit out your ass, literally, I’ll suck the shit out your ass” its no wonder why hoe shit among adolescents is at an all time high.

The beauty of this all is that the company responsible for recording is Get Your Life Together Productions. Message!

SAD LIL’ MAMA FACE RATING [OUT OF 5]

This is the soul snatcher of the day:

1) Who knew manatees could grow dreads?

2) If a beat up Cutlass is passing for Whip Game Proper nowadays, then recession ain’t the damn word.

Love ya Fresh!

- – Eddie

Hood figgas, bitch drank Nuevo, and Fashion Fair cosmetics were in abundance as Pretty Ricky shot the video for “Tipsy” at Plush in Jacksonville, Flaw-duh earlier this month. Moncrief stand up! Just don’t shoot.

But I digress.

That gasp you hear is the sound of my chest swelling up with pride over the ingenuity of your cousin. Being Black in America doesn’t get any sweeter than this! Never mind the bedazzled fly hoe swatter, please give your full undivided attention to his colorful coif. His yaki creativity may go over Tasia Mae’s head but I can’t help but stop and salute. [Via Ozonemag]

Never mind the bullet holes in Frankie’s tights or her Sarafina game proper feet – - she is in love! Here’s the skinny via Freddy O:

Frankie went on to The Ryan Cameron show to tell the world that she was in engaged and was deeply in love with her new boy friend Mon, who is 22 years old. Frankie loves that young meat, telling the world that she was so so happy and in love. Taking after her daughter Keyshia, who got her boo tattooed on her shoulder ”D. Gibson,” (Daniel Gibson is his real name), Frankie decided to show how much she loved her man by getting his name tattooed right above her a$$. “Thats where he wanted it,” she told me I then said ”so he can hit it every night.”

Times like this I wish I was still in high school. I would make this topic my current event for the week, no questions. What would you do if you walked past a newsstand one morning and saw this front page staring back at you?

listen to Marion Barry’s voicemails

Kid Fury again, folks!

Now, normally the tunes of Algernod will invoke the gay goon in me and I’ll drop my buttered biscuits to the floor in glee when the DJ plays his records. This new shit, “Becky”, is a bit too much for me, though. I thought this was going to be some sort of euphemism for crack/cocaine or maybe a song about white girls with small dogs and good credit! Imagine my surprise when Algae started rapping about getting his pickle licked. Get into this lyrical excerpt.

Babbit pussy ain’t my style/fire head make me smile/put that mayonnaise on your chile/you gotta be grown to fuck with Plies/the longer you suck the longer I wild.

Please, don’t play this shit at work, unless you have headphones. I don’t want anybody thinking that you’re giving your boss suckie-suckie for a raise and a new parking space. Sorry, Plies, but if this song comes on in the club, I will be sitting with the bathroom attendant until it ends. I can already see the nignorance. Girls flashing coochie on the bar, sex shows going on in dark corners. I vote no. I bet Dorion’s dick wrote this shit.

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A couple of weeks ago Maurice Garland blessed the masses with a life changing behind the scene view of the making of Pill’s video for “Trap Goin’ Ham.” Here is the finished product. A single tear rolled down my left cheek the first time I watched it. It feels damn good to be Black in America right now.