[*clanks Coke bottles together* DIDDY BLOG, BITCHES!!!]
Oh, how I miss Puff Daddy’s affinity for the dramatic. This Cloverfield shit here proudly displays the acting ability that got Diddy bumped from Any Given Sunday in favor of Jamie Foxx.
I’ve never seen someone have so much trouble reading a prompter, especially when they wrote the shit themselves on Microsoft Word.
This is the level of thespian prowess that kept A Raisin In The Sun going on Broadway. I remember being able to hear Paul Robeson jostle in his grave when it was announced that Puffy would be playing Walter Lee Younger.
It sounded like bittersweet Chocolate Rain… on a Showboat.
Puff must have gotten entirely too high watching X-Men or some shit. Maybe it was a zombie movie. Some crazy combination of chronic and Kennedy Fried Chicken got ol’ Dolphin Teeth over here tombout vaccines and infections.
I’m sure when you hit the free clinic for your bitchassness treatment you’ll find Puffy in Dr. Carter’s office with his pants at his ankles… just like Cassie did.
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