Sunday, August 29, 2010

Dear Soulja Boy: Or, can I call you Sloppy Boy?

Dear Soulja Boy:

So, it's bad enough that Kat Stacks exists. But we, the public, accept her, because we all know God likes a good laugh.

But then she comes equipped with fake breasts and a phone. We dare not ask where she learned English, although based on listening to her, I'd have to guess between all the Alien movies, Werewolves, and some dude from Brooklyn. I only say that because she said Yo.

We know a few things after watching this video:

1. You are no longer a welcomed guest at the Intercontinental in Buckhead. Maybe anywhere there's an Intercontinental.

2. Your new name is Sloppy Boy Tell 'Em.

3. Cocaine is a terrible drug. So bad, it makes you do things like this.


Source: WorldStarHipHop.com

Don't worry, your sister Paris followed up your party with her own arrest in Las Vegas. I guess it's safe to assume you are both trying to get this all out of the way before the VMA's and Fashion Week. The season is upon us.

This is bad PR. I advise you to remedy this situation ASAP.

How? Oh, you've got to pay for those types of answers. Gee, I hope your people got skills.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

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