R&B singer T-Pain caused chaos at a Connecticut university when he reportedly refused to leave the campus - forcing security to call in police. The Kiss Kiss star was performing at Quinnipiac University’s Spring Concert on 23 February (08) when an altercation took place, prompting guards to escort T-Pain and his entourage off the premises. University officials have refused to divulge details of the incident, with Chief of Security John Twining only admitting the institution made some requests but “they (T-Pain and his entourage) didn’t listen, and suffice it to say, he refused to comply”. According to reports, T-Pain refused to leave the site, so Hampden Police were called in to deal with the situation. T-Pain’s representatives have so far failed to respond to the university’s allegations. [ source ]

Titty P, does the term “you ain’t gotta go home, but you gotta get your ass out of here” ring any bells at all? When you are no longer welcome, you need to just get over it and leave. There is no need for tantrums and coonage. I’m sure there was a local waffle house that you could have moved the party to — drama free.

“My whips push but no car keys man, pop the top like a sardine can, wrists stay flooded like New Orleans man, the boy cant stop I be ballin man,”

This has nothing to do with today’s news, so prepare for a rant instead. So, I’m listening to some new tunes on that iPhone of mine, with Cherish’s newest joint “Killa” happening to be one of them. The song features Yung Joc and I had never heard it before yesterday. Everything was good and I actually liked the song…until I heard this negro rap that line above. “Flooded like New Orleans”, he says — is that supposed to be okay? Let me know, because I was under the impression that the Hurricane Katrina and the related floods in New Orleans destroyed homes, families, and even lives. I guess that makes for a catchy line in a song, huh?

Tell me if I’m missing something, because this shit right here exceeds the highest level of ignorance, in my mind.  You can see the video for “Killa” here.

I wasn’t planning on posting today — life is a crisis, but that didn’t stop me from checking into my favorite blogs. Now, when I ran up into this “ad” on Crunk+Disorderly I had to squeeze in some time to comment on it.

First of all, with the lack of female MCs excelling in the industry, these hoes really don’t have time to be shooting daggers at each other. Khia, hasn’t had a nationwide hit since that record about her decomposed pussy, and even that wasn’t a huge success. So, all this funny business is unnecessary. Then to top it all off, she had the nerve to post this on her Myspace page with more misspelled words than a Fantasia essay. This ignorance shall not fly!

Sgt. Frank Russo described what led two Maryland State Police officers to pull over two vehicles around 10:30 p.m. Thursday night on Route 50 westbound near Rising Eagle Rd.

“They observed what appeared to be two vehicles driving in tandem at a high rate of speed,” Russo said.

One occupant was Nahum Grymes, better known as J. Holiday, who had just finished up his performance at UMES.

“There was visual observation of marijuana on his person, on his front shirt, and that coupled with the odor of marijuana, Mr. Grymes was arrested for that,” Russo said.

A search of the vehicle yielded a nominal amount of marijuana in the center console. J. Holiday and one other occupant, George Jackson, face drug possession charges. [ source ]

First of all…Nahum Grymes? Ugh…what kind of ugly ass government name is that?

Now, in an attempt to wrap this up quickly I’ll just say to celebs, when you are driving: A) stay within the speed limit. Police don’t give a shit if you sold 5,000 ringtones. They will whoop your ass if they get the chance — ask Rodney King. B) If you must smoke weed, do it when you get home and not in your car. As a matter of fact, just get a weed-carrier to transport your shit in another vehicle. Stop giving people a reason to call you black and ignorant!

What in the upcoming VH1 reality show hell is this fuckery? Plies, I am holding you fully accountable for allowing all the local hoes, heifers, shones, skanks, skeezers, dykes, cumguzzlers, and hoodrats to display their true colors on this the month of our people’s history. I don’t know what a “Bust It Baby” is, but if they’re anything like these ladies, I’m gonna vote no.

Someone call Bootz & Buckeey and reserve them spots on the show.

[Thanks CheezyDodo]

Unforgivable…absolutely unforgivable!

Lord, this is the type of shit that almost makes you ashamed to be Black. I wish I could honestly say that I’m not going to watch this season of Flavor of Love, but I’d be lying. It’s like VH1 is cooked crack — we all keep soaking it up even though we know it’s going to kill us.