Love her or hate her, one thing’s for sure: Mona Scott-Young is a boss.
It’s no secret that there’s a fear of a black planet. This fear is so pervasive, so insidious, that black people are being reprimanded for merely living.
A woman cast on a canceled VH1 reality series is suing her sorority because she claims they kicked her to the curb for the tiny, petty little reason that she was capitalizing off the sorority’s name while simultaneously acting like an inebriated feral Chihuahua on national television.
It’s no secret that I’m a fan of the Love & Hip Hop franchise on VH1. You see, I’m a person who is with the shits, and LHH is a program ’pacifically dedicated to being with the shits. In fact, most of my television watching could quite squarely fall into a box that’s called for “TV for People Who Are With the Shits.” …
Dearest Rachet Proliferation Bae,
I would cook up come elaborate explanation for my multi-week vacation, but I am unable to tell a lie: I spent the time offering spiritual guidance to Bow Wow. After much prayer and fasting, he has come to terms with the death of his career. Ase.
Just when I thought Mona Scott didn’t have a single lick of respeck to put on our collective names she goes and surprises us with a Mother’s Day gift: The gift of restful sleep. A day early and allegedly in honor of the national celebration of mothers, Mona gave us the TV equivalent of a Xanax in a thoroughly…
I was sitting at my desk yesterday and my friend sent me a GChat message.