Now that I set up my little solo dolo brunch, I'm ready to get messy. I don't even know why I bother with those hoes on TMZ anymore because your journals are better than any hood book I ever read. Some of y'all really ain't shit and some of y'all are really going through it. Who's who? Wanna know?
Ask. Let's call this game...Dish. You ask me a rhetorical question about a person and I'll give you an answer based on what I "heard" 'bout them. Careful, ion give away free game that easy. I be lying sometimes. Don't get yourself hurt trying to jack it.
















