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Friday, June 20, 2008

EAU DU FONK/My Country Tis of THEE?: A GIRLS PACT


Did you actually think that I was going to leave y'all hangin' over the weekend? NOT. Today's blog entry is centered around White Diamonds, aka EAU DU FONK. Why is it that every OLD WOMAN IN AMERICA luvs this mess?!!? It's like the 21st century Chantilly. I wore this scent when it first came OUT - - - Christmas, 1991. Once a fragrance hits CVS, I usually stop wearing it UNLESS it's Marc Jacobs, Sarah Jessica Parker's Covet, and y'all get the drift. FYI - Get Marc Jacobs' latest, Daisy. I swear by it! Sometimes, you can get those scents for dirt cheap there. ANYWAYS. Today, I went to the doctor. I'm cool; it was just a check-up appointment. While there, I had the nicest conversation with an elderly woman. Folks, take the time out and speak with our ELDERS. You will learn so much, especially from women. They went through a LOT, and they are still here. Hell, any woman that lived through years of wearing SANITARY BELTS and girdles should be celebrated. Well, back to the White Diamonds. . . I almost passed out from the scent of this FONK. If y'all are still buying Liz Taylor's White Diamonds for your grandmother, CUT IT OUT. Heck, Liz Taylor probably has moved own from her OWN da*n scent!!!

I bet you that morticians across America are tired of de-FONKING stiffs from this scent. I've got to hand it to my girl, TW back at home, who runs one of the BEST funeral homes in the state. TW and her dad, the late JW could make a stiff look better dead than the person looked ALIVED. Indeed, they are the miracle workers. They look so good, that if the minister said, "RISE UP AND WALK," they would jump up from the casket
and say, "SHOUT HALLELUJIAH!!" Anyway, TW is probably tired of this smell. My GOD, it's sickening. These poor ladies just tend to bathe in the stuff. Can y'all puleeze introduce them to some Ralph Lauren Romance?

Folks, it's time to take a moment for "My Country Tis of THEE?" - - - A Girls Pact. Check this BULLSHIZZLE out:

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080620/ap_on_re_us/pregnancy_pact


WTF?!?!?! It used to be that girls made a pact to come back from Christmas break with the latest Coach handbag/new designer jeans. Now, to make a pact to get PREGNANT?!??! What is going on with our society, folks? What is making these girls turn to babies in order to feel loved? I am 33 years old, and I tell you, I go back and forth about having a baby (however, wouldn't I need to find someone to "Rock With" first? - - -- GO MICHAEL JACKSON. THAT SONG WILL ALWAYS BE THE JOINT). It's just plain SIK. Can you believe that one of these CHIL'REN had a baby by a 24 year old HOMELESS MAN?!?!?!?!??!?!?!??!?!?!!?!??!?!!?!??!?!!?

Seriously, pray for our lost children. If you even sense that your child is sexually active, put her on the PILL and LINE HER PURSE AND YOUR SON'S BACKPACK, and POCKETS with condoms!!! Swallow your pride and DO IT. I am tired of seeing little girls trying to "hide" their pregnancy. I am tired of seeing grandparents raising their grandbabies. END THE CYCLE.

I've preached the WORD tonight. Can I get a WITNESS?

Amen.