I don't know what Sean "Diddy" Combs does specifically, but I do know hes a pretentious jackass, and now I know that you're not allowed to approach him with even the most harmless of questions, even if your job is to ask people harmless questions. For example, if you work at a restaurant, and he would like to come to your restaurant, and your job is to ask, "How many people in your party?" Yeah that's no good apprently. Page Six says:
A witness outside downtown hot spot GoldBar the other night said, "He walked right up to the door girl with four other people in his crew. When she asked him how many people he was with, Diddy just called her a 'fucking bitch' and opened the velvet rope and let himself through."
I think one problem might be that those ropes are made out of velvet. That's not exactly an impenetrable force field. They should make them out of electric barbed wire or dog doo on a stick. Or maybe just have a guy standing there with a shovel and whenever retards think the rules don't apply to them, he whacks them in the nuts. Basically, make your barrier out of anything except a thin rope that actually invites people to touch it, I guess is what I'm saying.
First..?
Damn!!!!
I needed that Fist.
Fuck!!!!!
I got Fist Fucked!!!!
I can't wait for the obligatory race coment from Tango….
Hostess: "How many people in your party, sir?"
Diddy: "Can't you count, bitch?" OR
Diddy: "Don't speak unless I speak to you first, bitch." OR
Diddy (to posse member): "Pop a cap in that uppity bitch's ass, bro." OR
Diddy: "I'm so ashamed, I failed Math!! Please don't ask me hard questions like that! [pause] Bitch!"
What they should have remembered is this:
What's brown and black and looks good on pretentious has-been rap stars?
Dobermanns
Or German Shepards
Or Pit Bulls
but in "priddy's" case more like a pink and blue Shitz-you.
Fuck him. Everyone should go back to calling him "Puff Daddy" incessantly until he has an aneurysm.
I would fucking murder that little bitch, Diddy. It would be like in
The MuppetsJason Takes Manhattan and Jason punches that dudes head off into a dumpster. What a fag.F him. Everyone should go back to calling him "Puff Daddy" incessantly until he has an aneurysm.
He can't rap or anything.
Just another example of THE MAN (in this case, a restaurant) tryin' to keep a brutha down.
Diddy taught Kanye everything he knows….lets kill them both.
Observer -
I just got fistfucked too. By Jake.
And not in the good way.
I don't have too much to say about this post. Brend0n already said it all with the "impenetrable force" thing. Anyway I have to take my neices to the doctor. I'll be back in a while.
YOu guys are so full of crap. This man could pay you to kick your own ass. He's also banged chicks that you would be intimidated to jerkoff to. Pssssh
I just had to replace my monitor because looking at tthat fucking picture of that goddamn pretentious cock made me punch a hole through my last monitor.
See you kitty kat.
Tell the "nieces" (actually a tryst with "Jake") I said hi.
It is well known that velvet ropes were created by the oligarchy to oppress the proletariat and minorities.
Fight the power, Diddy!
Diddy should go by Diddly…considering that sums up what his earthly presence means to me…go back to fugly (wo)man's clothing and lame-ass (c)rap then fuck off and die…now I'd pay to see that…
Poon Meister, fuck off. You are probably going to go jack off to tango's avatar, so get bent fairy.
Also - awwkitty - thanks for not being "impenetrable".
I like that in a girl.