Grammys, Shammys

Overall I thought the Grammys were disorganized, overrated, boring, and predictable. Except for album of the year. I bet you twenty bucks the Recording Academy switched it up last minute just to piss off Kanye. Well played.

I would have been SO miserably bored if I was in the audience! I could just picture myself squirming in my seat like a two year old in church on Easter Sunday in my uncomfortable poofy dress, pleading with moms to let us leave early (yup, I was a heathen early on).

For once I actually approved of Kanye's arrogance and obnoxious demands. Everyone knew he was going to mention his mother; the music playing mid-speech was silly. But of course Ye went too far when he said his mom wanted him to be the number one artist in the universe and he'd make that happen. Did she really say in the universe? Really Ye? My word.

The hype about Amy W was a bit unsettling. I mean, why are we all waiting on pins and needles to see a real live crackhead perform via satellite? Natalie Cole hit the nail on the head: http://perezhilton.com/2008-02-11-quote-of-the-day-161

And who knew a petite Jewish girl from London would give the most ghetto acceptance speech outside of the BET hip hop awards? I almost fell on the floor when she shouted out her husband in lock-up. ps: was she performing at an actual venue or did they just clear out the cafeteria at her rehab facility? I'm betting on the latter.



Let's see what else. I liked B's new lacefront. The dress was a lil too costumey for me. But I blame it on mama Tina.

I loved Nas and Kelis' outfits! What other couple could pull off such a statement? If they aren't the Zack and Kelly for the hip-hop set I don't know who is. I'm totally re-creating their look for Halloween. I already have the wig from last year's Rihanna costume. Now to find me a Nas...

Back to the books.

Smooches!

KB

Bad Week for Black Daytime TV

Twenty bucks says Big Gay Al Reynolds is perusing the [gig] classified ads on criagslist right now.

Star Jones' show on TruTV (formerly Court TV) was cancelled. I have never seen the show in its entirety but I have done a few drive-bys while channel surfing. Eh. It was okay. Basically your typical pop-culture-and-the-law show. I don't see why it got canned and all those other snoooring legal analysis shows stay on the air. Maybe the gay mafia is to blame? She has been keeping Big Gay Al locked up at home and out of the scene lately. I hope she lands on her feet. She's quite smart and I was actually interested in what she had to say when she was on The View (although she pulled the "well when I was at the DA's office..." line one thousand too many times).

Speaking of The View. I realize now why I haven't been 100% satisfied with the current panel including Whoopi as the moderator and Sherri Shephard as the newest co-host. They both do not have the right balance of pop culture knowledge (and interest) coupled with the ability to debate and analyze serious substantive issues - a la politics.

Whoopi is clearly smart and knowledgeable about national and world issues, but seems like she could really give a rip about anything the gossip blogs or tabloids are currently focusing on. She admitted she did not know who Justin Timberlake was (or Britney Spears, I bet) before she joined the View. She's just not into that foolish, silly world of celebrity and pop-culture nonsense. She makes a valiant effort but her hearts not in it. And that's okay. Because I mean, she's Whoopi. She doesn't have to be into that pop-culture ridiculousness that we here at the Jake and Kelly Show love and live for.

Now, Sherri Shephard definitely is in that world. Did she go to college? Or get her GED? Her steeze is to sample "Betty Sue's world famous chili!", do stupid giveaways, chime in when there's a child-rearing or God issue (where she usually embarrasses herself and all Christians) and say over and over how she was seriously going to kill her cheating husband. Yes, but what have you done for me lately? She's all fluff. There's no there there. She makes the occassional funny quip, but eh, I could really do without her. And when it comes to real issues? Deer in headlights central. She remains silent until there's a chance for her to make some semi-funny comment (usually with a black woman neck/eye roll, sigh) and then she patiently waits for the the subject to turn to something more idiot friendly. Well friends, I now have proof to confirm my suspicions. Word just came out that Sherri had to rush and register because...the b has never voted! Ever! Check out the following statement:

"On The View this morning, Sherri Shepherd recounted her close call of almost missing the cutoff for registering to vote via absentee ballot for the election in November. (Shepherd resides in New York, but is a California resident.) And apparently this is the first time that Sherri will be voting...ever! Having turned 18 in 1985, the now-41-year-old has missed out on the past five presidential elections because she 'never knew the dates or anything.' She said it was important to vote in this one, though, because otherwise, she wouldn't have a right to complain on The View about whomever is elected for an entire year. (She probably meant to say 'four years.')" - Crunk and Disorderly

I think Sheryl Lee Ralph would've been a much better co-host! She is a better combo of world issues/pop-culture and she's fabulous! I'd even take Gayle. But I suppose being Oprah's bff is a pretty demanding gig. Ah well. A girl can dream...

And to round out the bad week for Black Daytime TV, The Montel Williams show has been cancelled after 17 seasons.

And right before Black History Month! That ain't right. Y'all, when you're chuggin a brewski on Superbowl Sunday, pour a lil out for the fallen black stars of daytime TV.

Smooches!

KB

A Quickie with KelleBelle

Calm it down hornballs. I only have 2 and a half minutes to spare (I spent the remaining 7 and a half minutes of my break watching the tail-end of The Soup and visiting with mum and the doggies) so here are a few quick items I would otherwise dedicate more time to if I wasn't in this hell called study mode. Read at your leisure, and as always, "discuss":

1. "Cute white boys are droppin' like flies" - Thembi

First, the cute as a button child star from "The Client", Brad Renfro, was found dead of an apparent overdose. At just 25 years old, his long-time struggle with drugs and alcohol was wide-known. Then Heath Ledger, 28, was found dead on Tuesday, and the cause is still unknown, however sleeping pills and other medications were found near his body. Both great actors, cute white boys, and gone way way before their time. Then, inbetwixt their deaths, footage of Amy Winehouse smoking crack this weekend hit the net.

Yo. Cut the bull-sh*t! It's time to churn out some all new After-School Specials, STAT!!! (I'm sure the WGA will provide a waiver.)

What the hell is going on? I realize drugs and alcohol are nothing new to the showbiz set, but the attitude surrounding these events (that they are newswothy, but the behavior is acceptable, or at least tolerated) have made me quite uneasy about where pop culture is heading (or where we're currently at). I'm happy that Celebrity Rehab has started airing. That ish is real (I honestly don't predict any residents will make a full recovery but at least the attempts seem genuine) and shows the ugly reality of addiction. Not so cute! Every starlet should be forced to watch.

But then on the other hand you have every news station (even the Tennis Channel dude. The world is ending! Paul Mooney said it first!) covering the latest "Britney" sighting and it's just sending the worst mixed signals. Everyone is just waiting for her to drive off a cliff, o.d., or something else horrible. If they really wanted her to make a comeback they'd stop giving in to her need for that toxic (excuse the pun) attention. Sigh. Maybe now that I'm back in LA I'm more sensitive to this ish? Or not. I'll get over myself now.

ps: I was kidding about the Tennis Channel.

2. Is KelleBelle a Heathen, a Hypocrite, or a Whore?

All 3! Jokes. I'm totally not a hypocrite. Sike! (See what I did there?) Ask my last date if I'm the latter of the 3, and he'll definitely reply in a salty tone that I am nowhere near a whore. lol. (Sorry buddy! Just cuz ya bought me dinner...don't mean I owe ya nathan but a hiiigh five! And a peck on the cheek).

But back to the matter at hand. I was at my spinning class today and a country-western song came on by the Dixie Chicks. I'm a fan of the group but this song was a bit too much. I don't recall all of the lyrics but the chorus definitely included "Jesus Christ" somethin' somethin'. When I heard it I literally looked up at myself in the mirror and thought, did they just say...? And then the chorus replayed. Yup, JC all over that b.

I don't know if I was more offended by the uber religious tone of the song or the incredibly annoying twang of the banjo that was playing at super speed. Before I could answer that question I caught myself. Why is it that when a song uses all sorts of misogyny and profanity and b this and b that I'm cool as a cucumber? (not just rap, people -- "Smack my Bitch Up" by Prodigy is a guilty pleasure of mine and great for the gym) But yet these lovely southern belles say something or other about J. Christo and I'm up in arms, about to bring a constitutional law claim against 24 Hour fitness. Clearly I have been studying too long. Anyone else feel me on this? (all my lawyer buds better not even think about posting a comment about the validity of any constitutional claim.)

Anywho, that was way more than my alloted time but y'all are worth it.

Smooches!

KelleBelle

Beards, Merkins, and Murphy, oh my!

With the recent sudden split of Eddie Murphy and Beard extraordinaire Tracy Edmonds (after a commendable 14 days of fake wedded bliss), the term "Beard" has been a frequent topic of discussion. To my surprise, a number of my close friends were not familiar with the term. I have to say most of them did not grow up in American households so I gave the majority of the ig'nant ones a pass...except for one friend who is a Seinfeld die-hard (like me). She gets no pass -- there was an episode where Elaine was a beard and subsequently tried to convert her gay to come over to "our team." The episode was actually entitled "The Beard."

So to inform our readers out there who are still unsure what the term Beard means (let alone Merkin -- who knew?!) I have listed the definition below, taken from Wikipedia (of course):

"In gay slang, a beard is a companion of the opposite sex used to hide a homosexual's sexuality by appearing in public as if the two were a heterosexual couple. The term originated in the mid-1960s[citation needed] and is derived from the notion that a man with a woman on his arm looks more masculine, like a man with a beard. A male companion who accompanies a lesbian is sometimes called a merkin.

In the early years of the gay rights movement, some homophile organizations required members to bring beards with them to meetings, for protection in case the police raided the meeting.[citation needed]

Closeted gay men and lesbians may also take part in this kind of relationship to their mutual advantage. In the past many gay men and lesbians married in order to fit in with heterosexual society; this practice continues today, but less frequently in many countries (particularly in the developed world) where the society has become more accepting of "out" gay men and lesbians.
In the 1920s this type of union was sometimes referred to as a lavender marriage.

This term should not be confused with fag hag."

Famous examples of gays and their beards*:

So...who can give examples of Merkins?

*The Jake and Kelly show is strictly for entertainment purposes. The statements made herein should not be taken as fact. Hear that Scientologists?! Please don't come after me.

KelleBelle goes Hollywood on your asses!

Hello my lovelies!!!

Lord knows where in the hail Jake is, but KelleBelle done moved back to Cali! I am writing you from my house at the beach! Quick question: why in hells bells did KelleBelle ever leave sunny CA? Oh wait, to go to school in that horrid, unstylish, colder than a witches' balls, segregated city called Boston. Then off to Philly for a couple years to get my feet wet in this whole lawyer game and to sow my royal oats. Now, I lurrrve me some Philly and miss my dear friends immensely. But my goodness am I happy to be home! Here are a few reasons why(skipping the obvious: my moms, my friends, my home, etc.) as well as a few downers:


1. Duh, the weather! Like I said, I'm from the beach area and I start almost everyday with a jog on the beach. Did I mention it's January? Yes, chile. Even trips to the gym are sooo much more enjoyable here, and not just because there is a smorgasbord of hotties at the gym at all times (I almost fell off the stairmaster yesterday staring at a young Adonis doing push-ups...yum!). I can just get up and go to the friggin gym! No layering of sweats over workout clothes, then a jacket, then gloves, all to just strip off at the gym and then pile back on post workout. Ugh! (ps: the pic above was taken down the street from my house!)


2. Attitude. Peeps were mad jerky in Boston/Cambridge but I attributed their stankness to being in such a sucky, perpetually behind the style/music times, brutally cold area. But what is up with the attitudes in Philly? It's not even the attitude that New Yorkers give me which is just universally rude and in a constant state of annoyance. Philly peeps (specifically those in customer service/retail sales) were so stank it was ridiculous. Always complaining. Like I made them drop out of CCP and work the late shift at Rite Aid to support their tattoo habit. Buck up! Out here, peeps are sooo nice and peppy! Of course there are jerks everywhere, but all I know is when I go to my neighborhood grocery store (I've always loved the sprawling grocery stores out here too -- they're so big and pretty I can spend days perusing the aisles) I am greeted by everyone with a sunny "Hi!" and everyone seems to be genuinely happy to help me if I need it.


3. Mens. Since I left (back in 2002), whenever I came home for a visit I would almost always meet a dude that I would actually consider dating if we lived in the same city. (If you've been keeping tally, KelleBelle has yet to have a real boyfriend -- jumpoffs do NOT count! -- since her first year in law school.) I mean someone who I could possibly write home about. Okay okay I've met a few dudes on the east coast that under different circumstances I would date seriously but those were very rare occasions (I count one...maybe two). I'm not saying there aren't quality dudes in Philly but it just never happened for me. But out here I have never had a problem meeting a guy that actually has a steady job (appropriate for his age) and is a responsible adult (not to mention taller than me). I'm not saying I've met the "one" out here, but at least there appears to be a wider pool of potentials...

Downers:

1. Traffic. It's a b. It takes twice (at a minimum) the amount of time to get anywhere because there are so many folks on the road. But honestly I can't blame them! I see why so many folks flock here (see above).


2. The vast expanse that is "LA". There is no central part of LA that is a good meeting point for my crew. Everyone lives, works, and shops all over the damn place. So it is such a chore to coordinate nights out...and oh yeah forget about drinking a lot, lest you get saddled with a nice lil DUI. Unlike Philly, you can't just hop in a cab and get home for $5. Here that cab ride will likely be around $50 if you can even get a cab. Oh and last call is usually around 1:30am too. Boo!



3. No one is from here anymore. People stare at me like I'm some kind of alien (no pun intended) when I say I grew up here. Yes, some folks actually are born and raised in LA! Not everyone is from Wyoming like you and finds every bar on Sunset blvd exciting and impressive! Yawn.



4. It's not Philly.

Jake, get your arse out here so we can have a Thin Line Hollywood edition!

KelleBelle

It's about that time...for a Thin Line!

Love

Karma. It's a bitch. And she is vengeful! I always say you get what you give and if Jessica Alba ain't the prime example of that, I don't know who is. Ms. Alba was quoted earlier this year saying very self-hating anti-Latino statements. It was all bad and quite disgusting. I believe she was traded in the Race draft to the caucasians (and she was very happy). Well, didn't you know Karma was listening? Yes chile. Ms. Alba is officially preggers, unwed (the baby daddy is her on/off again loser boyfriend Cash Warren), and young...Looks like Jess couldn't fight her genes! Yup! I said it. Karma, you is one helluva b!

KB, I love my friends. We are a collective mess. My friends say and do the dumbest crap. And I just listen and watch and shake my head and say I told you so. I saw that coming. Then I realize that I say and do the dumbest shit and they just listen and watch and tell me so all along the way. We are all just walking around all fucked up and fucking up. A collective mess. Fucking love you all.

Hate

Jake, I loathe folks who can't get the hint. I really really try to not be a b...but why do some people refuse to get the hint? If I don't tell you huge news about my life (or follow up about a chance to hang), obviously we are not that close, or really, I don't want you that close! You mean nothing to me, therefore you are not privy to any big news. Don't make me be a b...just take the hint! She's (me) just not that into you! (and never was). ps: this applies to more than one person. Sorry Jake, I had to vent.


Jake hates that it is tip time. So many people to tip and so little reason to tip them. I don't know what to do? How much do you tip a secretary that does what I like to call negative work (creates more work for me)? How much do you tip the cover secretary who does no work? Do I have to tip all the doormen, handymen, and concierge? How about the cleaning lady? And the one that really tortures me: does a delivery have to be legal in order to get a tip? I hate it!

Hate to Love


Kelle Belle hates to love Perez Hilton. I have been a daily visitor to his site for years. It is juvenile and evil and nasty...and guess what? I love it! He just premiered his new special on VH1. Hilarious! I love that the one and only celeb to make him speechless was Rihanna! Completely appropriate. I do wish he could get back to his bit-part-on-the-Sopranos-years-ago weight. You can blog from the gym P-Nasty! :) Love you, mean it!



KB, I hate that I love pretty things, people, and places. I swear I sometimes hate having to talk because I am ashamed of the things that will come out. I listen to myself describe people, things, or places and they almost always start out with the most ridiculous reason. Please don't ask me why I am voting for Edwards or why I work where I work or why I live where I live or why I like one person and I don't like the other person. I am pretty sure the answer to all those questions will require the use of the word fat. I hate it, but I love it. I just am it.

Memo to Breeders

Not all gay people like each other. Shocker, but putting two gay guys in a room together does not guarantee an orgasm. Okay, maybe sex is guarenteed, but not a relationship.

I say this after being set up on a blind date recently. This girl who I met a few times and is friends with work friends decided that she new someone who would be great for me. I used to be flattered by such offerings. Afterall, there aren't many guys out there that I would trust one of my nannies with. However, after meeting the guy I realized that when she said I know someone who would be great for you she actually meant I know another gay guy.

Clearly she had not considered whether we would be compatible. At all. I knew it wouldn't work when he told me what he would be wearing. It sounded bad. It looked worse. I saw him and thought to myself oh no, I wonder if he saw me. Maybe if I just walk out I can pretend like this never happened and I can later tell them both that I was abducted by mexicans. But, I didn't.

Being the nice christ-like boy that I am I stuck around. But, I decided not to look directly at him. He wasn't fug, but he wasn't for me. Let's just say that I don't see many us couples running around. Er. I don't wanna see many us couples running around. And, homie was 36. I prefer to get my antiques at yard sales, fanks. And he lived in somebody's Brooklyn. And had dated a woman whilst in his 30s. That ain't even right. I am pretty sure that it takes much longer to get rid of those kooties!

He was really nice though and if I weren't shallow I would have "emailed" him like I said I would. I mean, you know it's not going to work if the other person plans to follow up with an email right? And on that note, motherfuck gmail for just adding him to my contacts list without my consent. I hope he didn't see the status message that read: "you will not set me up with a temp." Oh, and I hope he doesn't read this here blog.

Anywho, I had to get that one off my chest.

Straight from Jake

Hey kids, I decided to post an email Jake sent to the Nanntourage the other day. It's quite hilarious. Thank me later! -KB

Two stories for you guys and I am too lazy to blog about it. Unclearwhy this email is any different, but it is what it is...

1. Today JM goes to court and so i have on my suit. When wearing a suit in the winter I can go with the long overcoat or the oversized parka. I thought that the parker went better with my fro, so I ran with it. I think it looks hot. Anyways, I get to the train, sitdown, and look across, and what do I see? Abouut 7 lesbians, 4 of which had on the same outfit. Turns out, I am a lesbian.

2. Yesterday, I put another coworker on a diet, but being plastic and all I had to do it in the sneakiest way possible. He was talking about how he could lose weight so easily and that he could lose a pound a day on a ham sandwich diet. I looked at his fat belly, looked at him, and then looked to God for strength. I started spouting out all the other things he could try and he continued to defend his method, so I bet him I could lose more weight than he could. Not because I want to lose weight, but because I want him to lose weight. So, I am sacrificing lunch and half of dinner to make the world a better, thinner place.

Sincerely,

Jake A. McKenzie

Hello 911? This is an Emergency. A Hair Emergency!

Picture it: I am awakened by my iPhone this morning at 8:05am. I answer only to hear a sobbing, panicked voice on the other line. I quickly get it together and listen to the caller's pleas for my help. No kids, this wasn't a desperate call placed by a kidnapped tortured woman locked in a serial killer's basement dungeon.

This was a senior level corporate attorney having a panic attack about her new weave.

Chile, I almost hung up the phone. But I didn't because I know what it's like to be scared, anxious, and nervous about a new 'do. It's a big thing to change one's appearance - and hair is everything! (Ask ya girl Keri Russell if you don't believe me. Felicity anyone?) After I reassured her she was probably just freaking out due to lack of sleep (we were both on about 4 hours -- having left the beauty salon at 2:15am last night) and self-doubt, I said worry not, I'll be there in 15 minutes with my hair products in tow.

40 minutes later I show up and almost backslapped this ho. She looked great! Since her tragic phone call, she had calmed down, started to work with her new hair (my stylist tried to get her to treat the hair as it was her "own" last night, but she just couldn't get the concept. It ain't gonna look fabulous if you do nothing to it -- you have to work with it!) and was looking super cute. I brought out my products and smoothed out some of the curls, all the while reassuring her that she looked ridiculously fabulous, and her freak out was all part of the process. She looked in the mirror and said, "Hmmm, I do look fly!" and had a huge grin on her face. My heart sang.

That friends, is what it's all about. We here at The Jake and Kelly Show may talk a whole heap of trash, but trust, at the end of the day we simply want everyone to look and feel fabulous.

Now excuse me while I pull a George Costanza and take a nap under my desk.

Smooches!

KelleBelle

Why'd they have to be Black?

Have you ever found yourself watching news coverage of a scandal or horrible crime (not typically perpetuated by Black people*) where the prime suspect's identity is a source of mystery and debate? Of course you have. Do you secretly say a prayer: "Dear God, Please do not let the culprit be Black"? I know I do. And when the suspect turns out to be in fact black you cringe and yell, "Dammit! Why'd they have to be Black?!" If I recall correctly, the entirety of Black America yelled "G-d Dammit!" in unison after the D.C. Sniper turned out to be Black. Anywho, I say all this to introduce today's inaugural "Why'd they have to be Black" segment:

Dr. Jan Adams (pictured above). The plastic surgeon who performed the tummy tuck, breast lift, and liposuction on the mother of Kanye West, Donda, who died the next day at the very young age of 58. When news of Donda's death surfaced in the media, and that it was likely connected to recent plastic surgery, I couldn't help but say the little prayer I mentioned above. It was a short prayer, as I simply played the odds: the majority of plastic surgeons are not Black. But still, I said the prayer just to cover my bases.

Well, when the identity of the doc came out, I almost fell to the floor. Dammit! Why'd the have to be black?! However, on this occasion I was conflicted for a few reasons: 1. I was slightly happy the Dr. at the center of the tragedy was Black just to prove to America that we can, in fact be plastic surgeons. 2. For some reason I knew he'd have some serious skeletons in his closet (prior malpractice suits, DUI's, and more...oh my!) and sully the rep of all Black medical professionals in one fell swoop. 3. I was heartbroken because I had grown to like Dr. Adams. I am a big fan of the show he hosts on Discovery Health Channel: Plastic Surgery, Before and After.

So of course I was directly in front of my television last night to watch Dr. Adams give his first televised interview since Donda's death on Larry King Live. I was ready! Popcorn, laptop, and a cosmo, all at arm's length. For those of you that didn't see it I'll give a short recap:

Dr. Adams was not on the show in the beginning. Why? Because he was in the green room with his lawyers going over a very strongly worded letter written to him from the West camp directing him NOT to do LKL or they would pressure the CA medical board to de-certify him. So Larry assembled an "expert" panel to discuss the controversy surrounding Donda's death while Jan huddled with his legal team. The panel consisted of: Access Hollywood reporter Shaun Robinson, CNN culture reporter Lola Ogunnaike, People magazine's Senior Editor Galina Espinoza, and some other dude from Extra or something. Clearly they were just time-fillers until Jan came on, and they were all a little too excited and giddy to be on the show (sans Shaun, who was respectful and professional the entire time). Did they forget the tragic reality of the controversy? It's not just scoop people. This was someone's mama. Famous or not.

Meanwhile, what the hell makes these people experts? And of what? Must be gossip, cuz not one of these b's are medical professionals or legal analysts. Those experts would come on the show later (ps: I love me some Dr. Sanjay Gupta!).

Finally, Dr. Adams sits in the hot seat, only to get up within a minute and basically said thank you, but I'm going to respect the West family's wishes and not be on the show. And got up, yanked out the ear piece and mic he was wearing, and walked off the set chile! You could tell Larry was all flustered and thinking in his head, "No this negro is not walking off my set!" It was one of the most surprising, and awkward moments in TV history (the first time in 22 years a guest walked off the set). I loved every minute of it!

Before you pat Dr. Adams on the back for respecting the West family's wishes, note that The Los Angeles Times published an extensive interview with him on Tuesday...that may have precipitated the letter he received from the West family warning him not to do LKL. "He told the paper that nothing went wrong during the November 9 operation...and speculated about possible causes of her death, but phoned the paper just hours after the interview to emphasize that his speculations were purely hypothetical." I bet he did! Hindsight is 20-20 b!

And ps: Dr. Adams also gave People magazine an interview too - the issue will be on stands soon.

Dr. Adams is in a heap of trouble y'all. I agree with Shaun Robinson that Dr. Adams was right to walk off the show. But he should have used his LA Times and People interview to explain his shady past, and completely avoid Donda's death, out of respect for the West family, and in the name of self-preservation! Who are his lawyers? why on earth would they let him shoot off at the mouth about the death? I say keep your trap shut, but if you must speak to a media outlet, restrict it to only clearing your name regarding misconceptions of past incidents.

Do you think it was a coincidence that Shaun (the only black panelist) was the only one who thought it was a good idea for Dr. Adams to walk off and say nothing? I don't. Black folks are like that. Keep family business in the what? Family! If you want to talk about your prior misdeeds then fine, but respect family biz, and the deceased, for that matter.

And now, I'm off to say a little prayer...

KelleBelle

*Sniping, setting wildfires (arson), child molestation, child pornography, embezzling, etc. are all examples of crimes typically not attributed to Black folk. Now of course we have armed robbery, illegal dog fighting, and looting on lock, but that's another story.