Good afternoon, C&D! It’s Kid Fury, with another drive-by post. It has come to my attention that this year’s BET Awards will be hosted by Def Comedy Jam’s DL Hughley. Now, am I the only one who thinks DL is not funny? I don’t remember any of his jokes getting a laugh from me — ever! My baby cousin’s reaction to the smell of chitlins is far more comedic, in my opinion.
So, who do you all think should really be hosting this year’s show?
Mr. Got Em For The L-O hit the hood dvd circuit asking folks to submit a yearbook picture of T.I. or any other information about Tip to his sister Andreka so that he can masturbate to it later.
If you don’t have any idea about the beef brewing between Clifford and Carlo [as most grown ass people with jobs and responsibilities], google it. My people, my people.
Are grown ass men coming to the rescue of other grown ass men the new-new shit in Black Hollywood? First Jay-Z puts on a Superman cape for LeBron and now Jermaine Dupri sharpens his troll nails in Usher’s defense. Jesus be a seat so that these hoes can rest their weary feet.
In the above clip JD voices his opinion about “muthafuckas fuckin’ up” by having Ursh share the cover of Billboard magazine with Danja. Don’t get me wrong, I feel what dude is trying to say but good grief.
NEWSFLASH: Usher married Tameka so that she could handle his lightweight when it came to shit like this. I’m 100 percent certain that she is walking around Billboard’s offices slapping people with her dick while simultaneously breastfeeding that micro-Monchichi as we speak, okay?
With a release of a new freestyle, Jay-Z bypasses rappers who have recently taken jabs at him to call out NBA player DeShawn Stevenson. [Listen]
The track seems to be the latest chapter in the ongoing rivalry between NBA star LeBron James and Washington Wizard guard DeShawn Stevenson. The basketball beef started when Stevenson called LeBron “overrated” and James said in repsonse, “With DeShawn Stevenson, it’s kind of funny. It’s almost like Jay-Z [responding to a negative comment] made by Soulja Boy. It doesn’t make sense.”
Stevenson then invited Soulja Boy to game 3 of the teams’ current playoff series to heckle James.
Now, Jigga has thrown his hat in the ring, releasing “Blow The Whistle.” On the short track, Jay dismisses the legitimacy of Stevenson’s antics rhyming, “Ask my n*gga LeBron / we so big we ain’t gotta respond / When you talking to a don / Please have respect like you talking to your mom.” [source]
Is married life that boring already? There’s nothing wrong with a little friendly rivalry action but this is semi-lame, Shawn. Please return to active duty as Bust It Creole’s chowder cooler / purse watcher and save the studio time for an album.
Okay, so why did this picture remind me of Ice T and Auntie CoCo?
Remember Sara Stokes from Making The Band: Acts I, II, and III? Looks like she went out and copped herself some new tittayballs - - not that there is anything wrong with that. I just hope she didn’t go under the knife for some busted ass reason, like wanting to feel sexy in House of Dereon clothes or something of that nature. Check out another picture of Sara’s new friends at Str8bs.
You’ve heard of First Friday’s right? Well, grab your partner and doozie doe down to ATL to Club 24K for Bitch Slap Mondays.
And I don’t need to write a synopsis for this shit. Shout to J.Mack from HoodHype.com for passing this ignorance along.
I took a break from reading my Sunday School Commentary [I gotta stay prayed up like a G] and decided to see what my Bust It Baby was blogging about today and came across the above mess from Buffie The Body and DJ Kay Slay.
Buffie is really trying to cement her position in the YouTube buffoonery arena. I mean, has it come to this so soon? Do we need to take up a special collection for her? It is getting a little warmer outside so I wouldn’t mind washing a couple cars to raise some coins for her piggy bank.
Video vixens and hofessionals take note, this may be you if your ass if you don’t have a back up plan put together. Remember kids, if you fail to plan, you plan to fail.
