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Rap Pack?

I missed the Grammys…by design.

I don’t know what the big fuss is with M.I.A. performing while preggers. I mean, what’s the worst that could happen? The baby’s first word could be “swagger” but it’s no reason to be up in arms. Right?

The performance wasn’t that great.

What in the name of S-Curl is going on with Kanye’s hair?


Burger King, You Took it Too Far

I’ve been trying to figure out how I feel about this Whopper Virgins campaign that Burger King is running. On the one hand it makes sense that the people who are most qualified to make a judgment about the better burger are the people who have never had neither. On the other hand, it is a bit much. Exporting burgers to remote locations is wrong on some level, right? Exploiting villagers just to make a claim that you have the best burger is cheating, isn’t it?

It’s really sad that this Burger King-McDonald rivalry has gone so far. I don’t understand why they think it’s so spectacular that people have never heard of or had a hamburger. Now they’re Americanizing these unsuspecting people.

I would be interested to know what the hunger situation is in the villages that they visited. I mean hell, if I’m hungry I’d take a Whopper also.

This is just stupid.


Spitting Weak Game Will Get You Nowhere

Guys have lost their minds. I’m so convinced. I went to the grocery store this morning and some grown man, had the nerve, the gall to catcall me “Ay, Erykah Badu!”


Never mind the fact that I look nothing like Ms. Badu. I have had people call me Jill Scott, India.Arie, and every other natural sister out there. Why can’t dudes just approach a woman with a simple line like, “Hi my name is ____. I think you’re beautiful and I would like to get to know you better.”? I would respond much more positively to that than I would to a guy randomly screaming out the name of a famous sister with an afro.

I’m not the only person who has had this issue. My best friend has a short haircut and guys are always like, “Yo Keyshia Cole! Rihanna! Fantasia!”

Dudes really need to step their game up. That stuff is weak as hell.

It could be worse though:


Another Season of Disappointment…

cowboys logo*Sigh*

They managed to do it again. They managed to disappoint me once again. These fools didn’t even make the playoffs. For as well as they played in the last game, they might as well have stayed at home.

Thanks for nothing Wade Phillips.

Not only did they lose to the Eagles, they lost like a buncha b*tches. Heart? Nah. Guts? Nah. Spines? Nah. Playoffs? Nah. Largest loss margin since 1989? YES.

Another season kicked off the cliff.


With the Weakness

Weak is defined (in the Urban Dictionary) as follows:

1. Lacking aptitude or skill.
2. Lacking firmness of character or strength of will.
3. Likely to fail under pressure, stress, or strain; lacking resistance.
4. Unacceptable in quality.
5. Shitty.

Beside that definition there should be this video in particular 2:43-2:46:

The moral of the story:

Spraying champagne on another dude is WEAK. Might as well get out some feather pillows and have a pillow fight.

I had resisted watching this video initially. I’m glad I watched it though because I was convinced that Ron Browz was a robot. Glad to know he’s a real person…actually that makes his recent contributions to music worse. I wish I still thought he was a robot. But then he wouldn’t have been able to withstand the “champagne rain”. Actually, I kind of wish he would have shorted out during the making of that video then maybe the tomfoolery would stop.


And the Keeping it Real Award Goes to…


The Iraqi journalist who tried to take George Bush out with his shoes.

“This is a kiss goodbye you dog!”

Now that’s keeping it real.

Can you imagine being so angry with a person that you throw your shoes at them? Your shoes?! That’s the ultimate sign of disrespect.

*No lame duck presidents were hurt during the filming of this debacle*

Oh Airports…

The best part about traveling has to be sitting in airports and watching people come and go. You see some of the most interesting shit, especially when it comes to parents traveling with harness

The first thing that caught my mind at the airport: the child on a leash. I’m not a proponent of the safety harness/leash on kids. Your child is not a puppy! The baby harness/leash combo is a no-no, even if the harness is a cuddly monkey and its tail doubles as a leash. Actually, I try not to make statements on the way that people raise their kids. On the other hand, you can’t use the leash to jerk your child around. There are other ways to keep track of the kid.

The opposite of the parent that keeps their child on the leash is the parent that lets their little terror (no matter how cute) run around and tear stuff up. Letting your daughter tear up AirTran pamphlets is a no-no. When I saw that little girl running around all helter skelter, I couldn’t help but think that if any kid needed to be on a leash it was her.

And finally, there was the mother that had her daughter put on a show for a bunch of people. Having your son/daughter run, jump, sing and dance in public is a no-no. We all know she’s cute. Damn.

Just one Black woman’s opinion.

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