Edited by Zmaji Robinson on
………..THEN BRING ME A DIDDY HEAD IN A KFC BOX. Not only is Diddly Bop raping us raw with new “product” with I Am King the fragrance, now we Bond movie aficionados have to prepare plans of retaliation at the thought of Diddy conning his way into being the next Bond. When I first viewed this abomination, I could have flown away to fashion purgatory with the KIDZ where Drags in polyester make everyone watch reworkings of Heatherette shows and sip tepid Appletinis before a sing-along of I’m Half The Man I Used To Be. No, wait, after I watched this video I wanted to do m’self a favor, snatch out my eyes and eat them on a soda cracker with Beluga so I wouldn’t have to see his face again. Wait, wait, I got more. After I watched this I wanted to send Diddy a ticking, smoking package that read “URGENT, OPEN IMMEDIATELY”…………I might have gone to far now!
I love to attention whore m’self to the masses just like any other manly diva, but at least I have the dignity to whore m’self for free………y’know like classy people……..like a lady! Have you ever wanted to kick yourself in the naughty bitz until you bled into your internal organs and went into septic shock and ended yourself? Well if not don’t watch this because the temptation is real.
-Z’maji of HauteBlogXOXO
