Showing posts with label P Diddy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label P Diddy. Show all posts

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Kanye West Is In Jail! That's Bad 4 Kanye, But So Good 4 MEEEEE!!!



Dear Kanye, ***

I'm SO sorry you got arrested this morn at the airport, but dude this fucking rocks for me!!!

Now that your ass is in jail, you're not gonna be able to blog! Like, at all!

So, I can FINALLY catch up on my Kanye Universe City dot com feed (804 ITEMS, SON!)

Wheeeeeee!!!

This rules...thank you sooo much!

(Can you give me like a week or so? I've gots to catch up on six eps of I Want To Work for Diddy 2 nite, and Poprah is on fire!).

freedom tastes oh so good,
me

UPDATED: NOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

George Bush to Diddy: 'Tighten Up Your Belt, Homes...It's Gonna Be One, Bumpy Motherfuckin Ride'



Dear President Bush, *

Our oil crisis has officially reached critical motherfucking mass.

Unemployment is ticking up, the real estate market is in the shitter, my friggin 401k lost money for like the first time since Nam, and now THIS!?

Diddy. Flys. Commercial.


(Yeah, I know). You might wanna let that shit marinate in your brain for a minute or two.

Can you spell C-R-I-S-I-S?

I mean, you don't have to be David fucking Blaine to figure out that this shit means its gotten just about as bad as it can possibly get.

Check out this goddammed math, Mr. Prez:

2 flights r/t from NY to LA on Diddy's jetstream per month = $250,000 x 2 = $500,000!

Amount of time Diddy spends vlogging per month = 72 hours

Divided by amount of time Kanye West spends blogging = 3.14 kilocalories

Well...whatever. It's an insanely complicated equation, ohkay? But the take away is actually really pretty simple G dub: if we live in a world where P fucking Diddy can't afford to fly his own jet around the friendly skies without taking out a cash advance on his paycheck, we live in a pretty fucked up motherfucking world.

American Airlines, son!

I mean, Moses had the parting of the Red Sea and now we've got this.

It's obvies time for some major change.

(jus sayin)

It's not easy bein' green,
mi

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Diddy to World: 'I Will Fuck My Way To An Olympic Gold Medal' (Gawd Bless America)

Dear Olympics Executive Committee, ***

I assume you, no doubt, have your hands full at the moment with the Summer Games of '08 in full swing-n-all, but I think I express the collective voice of the American people here, and so I thought it would be appropriate to write.

I'm not sure what the proper protocol is for adding a new event to the already bulging Olympic summer roster, but even with all the table tennis, curling, synchronized individual swimming, archery, AND handball competitions, there is still an event whose absence is glaringly apparent to me and all other citizens of our world: S-E-X.

Yes, Sex.

I'm guessing that it takes time for a new competition category to find its way (its g-spot, if you will) into the collective minds of sports fans across the world, but like also, I'm pretty certain that most people would really, really, dig this right off the bat.

I don't want to step on anyone's toes over there, but obvs the first two competitions within this cateogry should be: who can last the longest, and who can stay hard the longest.

Duh, right?

Our potential American athlete's identities for this new category of competition is strictly confidential, but suffice it to say, we have one athlete currently in training who's greatness and legend potential is destined to rival that of Michael Phelps with his astonishing stamina, prowess, size, and a secret weapon we like to call his "special sauce."

Kind sirs, we are so confident that this category of competition has Olympic potential, our athletes have already begun a grueling and rigorous training schedule in preparation of your imminent acceptance.

Needless to say, we're like really anxious to get this party started.

Please get back to me as soon as possible so that we may make all the needed changes to NBC's broadcast schedule, our travel arrangements, etc.

We're in it to win it.
For realz,
m.e.