i got a call from my little cousin.
she was in tears.
since the rest of our family are idiots,
she calls me for advice or just to talk.
i appreciate that relationship with her.
well she was nearly killed last night.
by this hood rat scallywag bitch she calls her “friend”.
she had no one she could call so she called me.
i can’t do another funeral again,
so i decided to hit her with some tough foxi love.
i’m going to teach you what i taught her…
we’ve been talking about so much bad stuff this week,
it has left me feeling empty.
we needed a refill on something positive.
i don’t know if you guys do this already,
but i do and it has provided nothing but blessings in my life.
sure i’m not living in my brownstone
or kerry rhodes isn’t in my kitchen cooking breakfast,
but i am beyond thankful for what i do have right now.
something told me to share it with everyone this morning…
sexy ass duncan james
(who always looks porn ready),
of the brit boy band blue,
had a beard.
actually he had a couple.
not a beard on his face silly.
he had a couple industry chicks playing:
“this is who i want you to believe i’m fuckin’”
duncan admitted who was playing his “girlfriend for the cameras”…
(there are so many things you can do with his last name.
i was all clever and stuff…)
this week with kerry rhodes has been an interesting one on the internet.
i also got some pictures and a story about him last night in email.
i didn’t want to post because these hungry gossip hippos need no more treats.
i kept asking myself who is doing this baller wolf’s pr?
seeing as how he isn’t on a team now,
i pretty much assumed he was.
he should hire me but that’s another story.
this entry is for kerry,
the other baller wolves,
soon to be baller wolves,
kinda trying to be baller wolves,
and not a baller wolf but i will read it….