Well Pin a Rose On Your Nose!

Seems like my favorite person Necole has put on her investigative cap and done a little research and has come up with a conclusion as to who I am.

*crickets*

Great. While you're busy figuring out who I am and wasting time catching feelings over the TRUTH you should probably be trying to get invited to these parties you spend SO MUCH time blogging about. Because I know you werent there. Or maybe you should put a little effort into Originating your own posts and stuff. The funny part is everybody speculating on who I am is jogging down the COMPLETELY wrong path. Because even if/when I'm "found out" I'm still gonna say everything I'm saying right now because, it's still gonna be true. What are ya'll gonna do, beat me up in the streets because I said your weave was bad?


Carry on with the search and being all mad acting on Twitter.

The Servers Said Fuck Her

Karma a bitch aint it? Our number #1 sticky finger bandit Necole "not Bitching about nothing" server has said damn that more times in the last two weeks then Blogxilla have washed his hair. Stealing post and writing about parties you didn't attend are a waste of server space and the servers weren't having that shit no more.

All the name dropping and high status, but you can't get people to donate? Too bad, so sad.
To all the people whose been robbed by Necole Stealey, enjoy the down time of getting credit for you own post while you can cuz' you know this trick gone come back with a vengeance!

Fly Guy? Not On My Radar.

What I wanna know is who made you the expert on relationships? I mean really. You're over there spitting shit to people about what not to do, what to do to save a relationship blah blah blah. MY QUESTION IS, do you have anybody!? You're sitting here acting like you're the Dr. Phil of the blogging world. You and Blogxilla are just about on the same wavelength. I wouldn't pay you the time of DAY to school me on relationships and or how to keep a man.

My take on it is anybody that has THAT much information on relationships, etc and has nobody of their own to account for, GOT to be gay. I'm not so sure where you got the whole "fly guy" persona from but I've seen the slide show boo, you are the weakest link. You look hella regular to me.

Your bio states that you're a "highly sought after entertainment/lifestyle journalist", well guess what, Miss Taken is ALSO a published journalist for SEVERAL magazines, and I've never heard of you. If its that serious, you can google me, trust, it's there.

Lets not spit lies to the masses Dewayne.

Aren't We Feeling Ourselves Too Darn Much?

6 bloggers meeting at McDonald's do not constitute a reality show. This shit was wack. The most interesting fact was finding out Gyant from SOHH is a Waymon and wears muscle shirts. Muscle shirts are out of season, and he of all people should know that. And he was a such a camera whore...but I guess he needs to be seeing that nobody actually reads his blog. I've never even seen the shit.

And this dummy, Nigel, sitting there in his blue blocker glasses trying to hide from the camera. He knew what it was before he pulled up next to the golden arches, so why get shy now. I'll give Lowkey a break because I've never heard of him, but I'll research him for a later date.

Xilla, didn't I tell you about that hair of yours! Now people can see why I had to heat that ass.

Necole, as always, was tossing her peroxide dyed, bogus lacefront. I'm glad she covered it with a baseball cap. The side were probably rolling up. And a YBF correspondent? Maybe it's because Natasha don't fuck with none of them. Like she's hot. There is nothing Young, or Fabulous about her ass either.

To sum it all up, the video consisted of 5 bloggers hating on 1 blogger because he got to kick it with So So Def while they were waiting in line outside to get in. Hi Haters! This video is a waste of server space. And speaking of originality in an earlier post, word is a blogger reality show wasn't NONE of their idea to begin with. The Urban Blogger idea jacking strikes again! Post info on that bitch at your own risk!

Bitch Please!

Sandra. I thought we already had a talk with you. I'm guessing you didnt get the memo. Here it is again. NOBODY fucks with you or your site. And you have the nerve to make a posting talking about you will open registration and accept members ONLY if they have jobs!

Bitch you done bumped your head?!

The kids you banned are the ones who made you shitty ass site what it is anyway. Anybody with a real job wouldnt waste their company's internet space visiting you while on the clock or after for that matter. This hoe is saying that you MUST have a company email address to even register! HAHAHAHAHAAHAH. I wish a nigga would register w/their work email to your site.

I wish I or anybody would send your monkey ass an email talking bout what I/they do for a living just so they can leave comments on your late ass posts. Youve noticed that registration has gone and and it will continue to do so. You should be glad people still come to your shit. Dont nobody fuck with you.

Whenever you wake up from your dreams, make sure you let everybody know.

Fuck Who Ran It, Who Rocked It, or Who Looked More Bangin'

This is for them damn blogs who have a habit of posting up copy cat fashion that don't nobody give a flying fuck about.

You know who the main offenders are.

YBF, Concreteloop and Bossip

Real talk. Do you really want to spend your time when on somebody's site, deciding who the fuck looked better in the same God damn outfit?

I don't know which one came up with idea to even dedicate a post to that shit first because that's neither here nor there. Bottom line is:

FUCK WHO RAN IT, ROCKED OR WHO LOOKED MORE BANGIN'!!!

I guarantee you, ain't none of them muh'fuckas you show casing up give 2 erect middle fingers about y'all asses.

Is the fact that you even felt like highlighting that they wearing the same clothes supposed to make them feel good?

Get outta here with that.

Y'all the copy catters for doing the same type of post, tryna switch it up with a title.

I hate that shit.

Nucca Please: Blogxilla

I hope u didn't you were safe Xilla. LOL It was only a matter of time and ur time is up. The internet is a mufucka ain't it? It gives people the ability to think they're hot shit and got it going on, but I know better. U can write Cinderella stories until u (or ur balls) are blue in the face and I still wouldn't believe it. Cinderella my ass? More like the ugly step-sister b.k.a. the drunk fat bitch in the club who needed the 5 shots of patron to let you smash.

Manxilla? No man over twenty should be naming his dick. I got 5 on it that its a "kidzilla" if anything. I tell you what, since u got Cinderalla in your life, ask her fairy god mother to grant u a wish to the beauty parlor to get ur dreads tightened up before u make another picture or video. The fools takin ur advice gots to be virgin, pocket protector wearing nerdz whose never seen a part of the pussy. And never will taking advice from a scrub who writes all of his "sexual exploits" on the net.

I ain't trippin. To each its own. As a matter of fact. I got ya! Send me ur address to our inbox and I'll send you a lifetime suppy of vaseline and a couple of vouchers to my hairstylist. Don't say I ain't never did nothing nice for u! :-)