It’s not easy living as one of the puppies in the wet cardboard box in Diddy’s office barely clinging on to life but Dawn Richard has staying power and shit. I hope she is sharing her secrets to success with Que’en because there’s not an app for that, yet. Precious pank pig pussy lips can only keep a bitch afloat for so long. He better show us his scrotum or face elimination.

Que breaks down his various tattoos dedicated to Dawn. Girl, I guess. Via The House of Bitchie:

I figured I would get DAWN’s lips because she will be mine forever and I’m hers forever, so why not. It’s the best example of how honest I am in my relationship and about our love. Her lips and her name is an example to others that it’s ok to LOVE YOUR GIRL. It’s an example on how to be HONEST. I actually got her name when we started getting serious , so I had that way before the lips on my neck. I’m sure there will be more tattoos to come.

If you want to be a better person you have to “ be honest with yourself and it ‘s ok to be in love and be proud to love your girl”. You don’t have to cheat because people tell you it’s not cool to be with one person. If you’re happy, do you. When you love yourself others will see that in you and do the same. They have no choice but to respect it.

It’s okay to love your girl but let’s not end up looking all foolish like Nasir Jones. Check out shots from Dawn’s photoshoot with Honey Magazine under the cut.

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Hello, world! It’s Kid Fury here, with a heavy heart. The 2009 EBT Awards premiere later tonight, and of course LA is full of enough tragic Negroes to make The Ghost of  Soujourner Truth do a drive-by on somebody. The unknowns have been showing up to these pre-parties looking all kinds of backwards. Who approved the guest list?

Exhibit A: Dawn Richard has succumb to the toxic fumes of Sean Comb’s pubic patch and walked the red carpet with her hair sitting sideways and wings (yes, wings) on her ears! Girl, those things shall not fly you out of Bad Boy’s clutches. You chose the life. Go ahead and write your Danity Kane tell-all that nobody will buy and disappear.

Exhibit B: Jade Cole (of ANTM failure-ville) seems to have finally realized that “smiling with your eyes” will not put a smoked ham on your kitchen table. If she has to hit the scene in fish nets and expose her titty-sides to get these dollars, then that’s her damn business. Tyra ain’t handing out post-reality show life guides.

I’m sorry that I had to share this with you all on a Sunday, but if this is the type of shit BET has planned for an award show dedicated to Michael Jackson, then I won’t be watching. If I see Tiny & Toya during the opening act, I might just throw my TV out the window.

Dawn Richards has already felt the impact of the recession three times already so I understand her need to sell ass but if Aundrea and her moon face decide to get oiled up for FHM I think we all should launch an investigation against Diddy and his involvement with brothels.

If you would like to spend a lovely evening at home jacking off to this hit up your nearest magazine rack and look for Christina Milian’s growl power or hit up Cutie Central for more flicks.

Well, why don’t you just take a look at this impressive guest list. The event was billed as a joint party between Diddy and Kobe Bryant but it doesn’t look like Vanessa’s personal shopper even bothered to show up. Since the event truthfully doesn’t seem like much to talk about let’s move on but stay in Mouf Breever territory.

Necole Bitchie got her cute lil’ paws on a review of former Bad Boy Recording artist Mark Curry’s book, Dancing With The Devil: How Puff Burned the Bad Boys of Hip Hop.  The tell-all gives readers an inside look at Puffy’s poisonous ways. Here’s an excerpt from the review:

[PAGE 79] Despite amazing record sales Mark Curry claims that Biggie resorted to selling dope and homemade duplicates of his cd from the trunk of his car just to earn spending money. [That's the same exact reason why Kizzy Rowland finally left the wig crypt, by the way. - - Fresh]

[Page 94] Jimmy Henchmen told Tupac “why you blaming Puffy and Biggie. Them n*ggas aint got nuthin to do with this shooting. Nobody came to rob you. They came to discipline you and that’s what happened.”

[Page 139] He writes that Puffy lured G Dep with a $350,000 signing advance and a 5 album deal. Puffy did not offer him any counseling on how to handle money. After he spent about 1/6th of the money he discovered taxes, production contracts and stipulations held up the rest of his money. In less than 6 months G Dep was broke, in debt to Puffy and lost himself to drugs. [Continue Reading]

The name Beyonce draws one hell of a crowd – - I guess. The singer / actress [still pending] hosted Gotham Magazine’s Annual Gala on Tuesday night in New York City. As you can see, there was nothing but A-listers in the building. Don’t be jealous, creoles only attract the best.

This is the second time in recent history Teyana Taylor has made a play for Rihanna. Chris better stop playing hopscotch with those damn kids from the “Kiss Kiss” video and keep an eye out before the female mack gets her.

Just joking! [Not really, but I felt the need to write that as a veiled disclaimer.] More pictures from CB’s birthday bash awaits.

I feel old as hell looking at these pictures, and I’m only 23. This is why I don’t talk about the youngins much. My name ain’t Robert Kelly, I can’t.