<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955</id><updated>2011-11-27T19:11:38.848-05:00</updated><category term='the dark knight'/><category term='justice system'/><category term='julius j. carry III'/><category term='what in the hell'/><category term='taye diggs'/><category term='fuck'/><category term='Miss P&apos;s IPod rotation'/><category term='venting'/><category term='relationship corner'/><category term='antm'/><category term='comedy'/><category term='michelle obama'/><category term='supernatural'/><category term='save da babies'/><category term='hell'/><category term='makes ya think'/><category term='madea goes to jail'/><category term='tiffany &quot;new york&quot; 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And the things that come from my mind are real, ranging from celebrity foolishness to sex and love. If you like it, great, leave a comment. If you don't, leave a comment. Either way it goes, I'm still going to be me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>163</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-438407070523235581</id><published>2009-10-02T13:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T13:56:51.858-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stop the madness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save da babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olympics'/><title type='text'>Screw The Olympics, Save Da Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SsY-zza2VxI/AAAAAAAAAdw/jPH_dkCiqTM/s1600-h/olympics_free_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388063063892449042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SsY-zza2VxI/AAAAAAAAAdw/jPH_dkCiqTM/s400/olympics_free_logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I know it’s already been announced that Chicago lost the bid for the Olympics. And seeing as I claim Chicago all day every day, I should be upset, right? Wrong. I realized that most of my friends, except for a few, agree with me. Chicago did not need to host the Olympics. Not now, and not in the near future. And let me tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure by now you all have heard about the &lt;a href="http://www.csmonitor.com/2009/0929/p02s01-usgn.html"&gt;honor student&lt;/a&gt;, who was NOT in a gang, that was beaten to death in Chicago. His death is one of many senseless acts of violence that occur in Chicago every day. This, above all else, is the reason I did not want Chicago to win the bid. All that energy and money, 70 billion dollars so far, that went into winning the bid was misdirected. How about saving the babies? How about putting that money into after school programs and jobs? Hell, here’s an idea: open up a center for underprivileged kids so they can have somewhere safe to be while their parents try to make a living or earn an education? Target single teen mothers so they no longer have an excuse to not finish school. Goddammit, do something. If the President and his wife and Oprah can make all these damn speeches about why Chicago needs the Olympics, and Oprah can open a school in South Africa, why the hell can’t the do something to help in their own back yard? Michelle grew up on the South Side. She knows what it’s really like out there. I am tired of reading in the paper every day that someone else has lost their son, daughter, mother, father, sister, brother, aunt, uncle, cousin to this bullshit! I refuse to sit by and watch the younger generation kill themselves off. Screw the Olympics; save the babies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-438407070523235581?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/438407070523235581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=438407070523235581&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/438407070523235581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/438407070523235581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2009/10/screw-olympics-save-da-babies.html' title='Screw The Olympics, Save Da Babies'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SsY-zza2VxI/AAAAAAAAAdw/jPH_dkCiqTM/s72-c/olympics_free_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-2396156427506854358</id><published>2009-09-10T11:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T11:51:26.827-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='katt williams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video clips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy corner'/><title type='text'>Po Lil Tink Tink</title><content type='html'>I know it's old, but I loves me some Kat Williams.  Is it true he retired from stand up?  I just don't understand why people throw away their bread and butter when they get a small dose of fame.  Doesn't he have like 9 kids to feed?  Anyway, enjoy the video heffas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="374"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie"value="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshh1jIXEzlNgFXuth85" /&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshh1jIXEzlNgFXuth85" quality="high" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullscreen="true" width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-2396156427506854358?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/2396156427506854358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=2396156427506854358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2396156427506854358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2396156427506854358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2009/09/po-lil-tink-tink.html' title='Po Lil Tink Tink'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-377436246931962195</id><published>2009-09-03T11:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T11:21:07.274-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice'/><title type='text'>Need Some Advice</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't blogged in a while, and it's because I really don't have the time.  I'm hoping that the few of you who have me listed in your blog rolls will notice this post and respond.  You see, I have a dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby hasn't spent time with his brother since he was a toddler.  Said brother is now 18, and visiting for a couple of weeks.  MY 20 year old VERY pregnant sister is staying with us for a while.  We drove to Chicago and back in one weekend.  We left Chicago 3 pm Sunday and made it home 9:15 am Monday, so I had to take the day off, cuz I did ALL the driving (hubby has no license).  Anyway, since we've gotten back, I feel like my hubby hasn't made any effort to spend alone time with me.  I'm used to getting off work and chilling with him until I go to bed.  I've had to share him since last Thursday.  When I get home, he and his brother are playing the game.  I can either watch them play, go chill with my sis in her room or on the couch, or go in my room ALONE.  We all eat dinner together and watch something, then I go to bed ALONE.  Then the two of them are up together until one of them calls it quits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my question is, am I being selfish to want some time with my husband?  I know he hasn't really been around his brother in like 16 years, but damnit, don't I deserve some attention, too?  Do I really have to be neglected because 'I'm his wife and I'm gonna be there forever; his brother won't' (his words, not mine)?  I mean, seriously, if you're gonna stay up with him, why can't you tear yourself away from him for just an hour and come and spend some quality time with your wife?  Please, people, help me out on this one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-377436246931962195?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/377436246931962195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=377436246931962195&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/377436246931962195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/377436246931962195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2009/09/need-some-advice.html' title='Need Some Advice'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-8996986543153504396</id><published>2009-06-26T07:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T07:28:49.703-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ed mcmahon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farrah fawcett'/><title type='text'>The King Is Dead</title><content type='html'>Ya'll know I have to come out of blogger hiatus today. Michael Jackson died yesterday. Farrah Fawcett died yesterday. Ed McMahon died Tuesday. And ya'll know my theory. When the good ones go back to back like that, it means we're going to hell in a hand basket. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I don't agree with Michael's choice of sexual activity, but you can't deny that he is one of the few entertainers that EVERYONE world wide knows. His music crossed all boundaries. My prayers go out to all 3 families, and they will all be missed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*True story- I was raised as a Jehovah's Witness, same as the Jacksons.  I couldn't have been more than 10, and I was at the Kingdom Hall with my family, when guess who sneaks in the back?  Michael Jackson.  He sat quietly with his mother and they snuck out before it was over.  Didn't really speak to anyone, although he did wave to those who spoke to him.  I bet you anything my great Aunt is telling anyone who'll listen she had a long drawn out convo with him and they hugged and blah blah blah, lol.  Anyway,  RIP to you all. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 407px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 537px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/49/EdMcMahon05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                Edward Leo Peter "Ed" McMahon, Jr. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                     March 6, 1923 – June 23, 2009&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YPLSyaja5vU/SFRtgHYT8yI/AAAAAAAABHE/AaDjvy5JP-E/s400/Farrah-Fawcett-hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                        Farrah Fawcett &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                         February 2, 1947 — June 25, 2009&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 355px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://hotcelebrity.name/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/michael_jackson_king_of_pop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                             Michael Joseph Jackson&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                      August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-8996986543153504396?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/8996986543153504396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=8996986543153504396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/8996986543153504396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/8996986543153504396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2009/06/king-is-dead.html' title='The King Is Dead'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YPLSyaja5vU/SFRtgHYT8yI/AAAAAAAABHE/AaDjvy5JP-E/s72-c/Farrah-Fawcett-hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-9169597866619463975</id><published>2009-05-06T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T11:37:13.797-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.fupa.com/swf/Ding-Ding/dingding.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.fupa.com/swf/Ding-Ding/dingding.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="500" height="500"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fupa.com/"&gt;Find more free online flash games at Fupa.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;table border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=0 style="width:500px; 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That was my show! A little while ago when they started showing the entire series from the beginning on cable, I would record it on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DVR&lt;/span&gt; so I could watch it after work, because of course it came on at 6 and 7 IN THE MORNING!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; Anyway, it hurts my heart to hear Andy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hallet&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bka&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lovable&lt;/span&gt; green demon Lorne, has died at the age of 33 from a 5 year battle with heart disease March 29. RIP Lorne, and I know when you do your number for the Big Guy, he'll see what a big heart you have and how many devoted fans will miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320426411035667746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SdXzoctjLSI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/iwoBJ7Cxbhc/s400/andy+hallet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popeater.com/television/article/angel-star-andy-hallett-dies-at-33/405901"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-7767752140266602222?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/7767752140266602222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=7767752140266602222&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/7767752140266602222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/7767752140266602222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2009/04/young-keep-dying-young.html' title='The Young Keep Dying Young'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SdXzoctjLSI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/iwoBJ7Cxbhc/s72-c/andy+hallet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-2923340513659557275</id><published>2009-03-26T14:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T15:01:16.807-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crooked cops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIP'/><title type='text'>Unbelievable</title><content type='html'>I don't believe this.  All this was really unnecessary.  Click &lt;a href="http://www.dallasnews.com/sharedcontent/dws/dn/latestnews/stories/032609dnmetcopstop.3e9c080.html?nTar=OPUR"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read the original story and watch the video. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't care that the guy involved is a professional football player.  Let's pretend he's just regular Joe from down the street.  Yes, he was in the wrong for running the red light, and the stop signs.  But when he repeatedly told him his mother-in-law was dying, and then the hospital staff came out to confirm it, did he really have to drag it out like that?  I think that cop purposely procrastinated, and as a result, the father and son-in-law missed the last moments of their loved one's life.  I've said it once, and I'll say it again, I can't stand crooked cops. SMDH.  My prayers go out to the family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-2923340513659557275?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/2923340513659557275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=2923340513659557275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2923340513659557275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2923340513659557275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2009/03/unbelievable.html' title='Unbelievable'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-1040518284808387666</id><published>2009-03-19T12:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T13:14:20.486-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jamie foxx'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/ScJ9QHr1KZI/AAAAAAAAAdI/eHR3XcHw3wI/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314948226144872850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/ScJ9QHr1KZI/AAAAAAAAAdI/eHR3XcHw3wI/s400/birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's my birthday people! Yay! And I'm here stuck at work. However, I am laughing my ass off and it's all because of Jamie Foxx and his Foxxhole radio show. I went and found the link to the episode where they go hard on Kat Williams back in December when he challenged Steve Harvey. Anyway, have a laugh on me, and go out and get twisted tonight, cuz I damn sure am! Later, heffas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smartenupnas.com/2008/12/20/new-episode-of-jamie-foxx-foxxhole-radio-steve-harvey-calls-in-speaks-on-his-beef-with-katt-williams/"&gt;Foxxhole&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-1040518284808387666?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/1040518284808387666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=1040518284808387666&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1040518284808387666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1040518284808387666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday To Me!'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/ScJ9QHr1KZI/AAAAAAAAAdI/eHR3XcHw3wI/s72-c/birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-1556187683385142477</id><published>2009-03-17T07:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T07:18:29.115-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='st patrick&apos;s day'/><title type='text'>Happy St. Patrick's Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/Sb-G4IMdkQI/AAAAAAAAAdA/-3vaVfs6r0M/s1600-h/st_patricks_day_clipart_2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314114384151023874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/Sb-G4IMdkQI/AAAAAAAAAdA/-3vaVfs6r0M/s400/st_patricks_day_clipart_2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In honor of St Patrick's day, I've decided to do some trivia. Answer correctly and you get a prize! Not really, but seriously, see if you can answer these questions correctly and I'll update it before the end of the day with the answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- What nationality was St. Patrick?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Why do we wear green on St. Patrick's Day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- What North American river is dyed green every year in honor of St. Patrick's day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think you can answer them? Good luck, heffas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-1556187683385142477?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/1556187683385142477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=1556187683385142477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1556187683385142477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1556187683385142477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-st-patricks-day.html' title='Happy St. Patrick&apos;s Day!!!'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/Sb-G4IMdkQI/AAAAAAAAAdA/-3vaVfs6r0M/s72-c/st_patricks_day_clipart_2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-6954231793410285157</id><published>2009-03-09T09:23:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T14:01:28.338-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what in the hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lord help us'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn fools'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get the hell outta here'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumbass'/><title type='text'>Get The Hell Outta Here!</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure how many of ya'll out there have heard about the hickness that is Southern Maryland. Let's just say this place is hick country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, look at this bullshit :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;At approximately 1:30 a.m. on Sunday, March 8, units from Bay District Fire Department and Lexington Park Rescue Squad responded to a call for a woman bleeding in Lexington Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man told authorities that he had placed a sex toy on a saber saw blade and that the blade had sawed through the plastic and severely wounded the woman. Trooper 7 transported the woman to PG Hospital. The case remains under investigation at this time. No word on the condition of the woman at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebaynet.com/news/index.cfm/fa/viewstory/story_ID/12368"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the fuck outta here! What the hell was going through her mind?! There is no way in HELL I would have allowed that shyt! They do make toys you can plug in the wall that WON'T CUT YOU, YOU STUPID BITCH! I swear, sometimes people deserve the shyt that happens to them. Just in case ya'll aren't tool savvy (I damn sure am not), I googled the saw and found this picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311181314530423810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SbUbRAZHNAI/AAAAAAAAAcw/frleovtQK-o/s400/saw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now that I think about it, I hope they charge his dumb ass. Her, too. I am too through with this damn city. I'm moving back home damnit! Fucking retards.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of my favorite comedians, Bill Engvall has a bit where he talks about stupid people and one where he talks about warning labels on products. I'm pretty sure the makers of power saws never thought they would see the day where they would have to add: WARNING. DO NOT USE ON/IN GENITALS to their damn product!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bill also says stupid people should wear a sign that says I'm Stupid so the rest of the world knows they're stupid and therefore avoid stupid shyt like this!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's your sign, dumbass&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311184546970817586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 379px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SbUeNKK9VDI/AAAAAAAAAc4/NDPdsAsmYhg/s400/red_dumbass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-6954231793410285157?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/6954231793410285157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=6954231793410285157&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/6954231793410285157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/6954231793410285157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2009/03/get-hell-outta-here.html' title='Get The Hell Outta Here!'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SbUbRAZHNAI/AAAAAAAAAcw/frleovtQK-o/s72-c/saw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-1402701217077215484</id><published>2009-02-26T07:17:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T11:32:42.892-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='da kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so precious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video clips'/><title type='text'>So Precious</title><content type='html'>In all the fuckery that is everyday life, it's nice to be able to post something precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f53a594b822221fd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df53a594b822221fd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329950992%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2A78759EE7DAC4772DFD693AC261F624B6D12588.725D96C2713E1791C2F32EF3CFDFCF1B4AF98838%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df53a594b822221fd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUO--yDwcLodrQN92Qzj3i5MYV0I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df53a594b822221fd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329950992%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2A78759EE7DAC4772DFD693AC261F624B6D12588.725D96C2713E1791C2F32EF3CFDFCF1B4AF98838%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df53a594b822221fd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUO--yDwcLodrQN92Qzj3i5MYV0I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm just happy it's not some 2 year old talkin bout 'If you like it then you shoulda put a ring on it.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Keep on singin, lil baby. Keep on singing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-1402701217077215484?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=794eebb12e96c608&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f53a594b822221fd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/1402701217077215484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=1402701217077215484&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1402701217077215484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1402701217077215484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-precious.html' title='So Precious'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-3299783723489869990</id><published>2009-02-20T13:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T13:32:48.142-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good deed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>There's Hope For Us Yet</title><content type='html'>I am thoroughly convinced the world is going to hell in a handbasket. But every so often, something happens that gives me a little hope and makes my heart smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is too long to post, so I'll do a recap. The captain of a high school basketball team lost his mother hours before he was supposed to play a team from out of state. He shows up later at the game and wants to play, resulting in a technical foul and 2 free throws for the away team. Instead of taking the points, the coach and captain of the opposing team decide to miss the free throws on purpose to show support for the grieving boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://highschool.rivals.com/content.asp?CID=914609"&gt;story&lt;/a&gt; goes on some more, but that was just really touching for me. It just proves not everyone is so totally consumed with themselves. Some people still know how to show compassion for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided today I am going to go out of my way to make at least one person smile. I don't have much to give, but I figure if I can share the gift of happiness, it's a start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-3299783723489869990?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/3299783723489869990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=3299783723489869990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/3299783723489869990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/3299783723489869990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2009/02/theres-hope-for-us-yet.html' title='There&apos;s Hope For Us Yet'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-4638442067821612595</id><published>2009-02-13T12:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T12:42:51.252-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday the 13th'/><title type='text'>Friday the 13th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SZWw6tew3NI/AAAAAAAAAco/tC1kuhjo6kQ/s1600-h/friday-the-13th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302338658986155218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SZWw6tew3NI/AAAAAAAAAco/tC1kuhjo6kQ/s400/friday-the-13th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13 is my favorite number, and since it is the first Friday the 13th out of 3 this year (one in March and another in November), I decided to share this info I saw on &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/livescience/20090213/sc_livescience/13factsaboutfridaythe13th"&gt;Yahoo!&lt;/a&gt; about this unlucky day. Enjoy, heffas. And yes, I am going to see the movie tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The British Navy built a ship named Friday the 13th. On its maiden voyage, the vessel left dock on a Friday the 13th, and was never heard from again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. The &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/dailynews/livescience/sc_livescience/storytext/13factsaboutfridaythe13th/30945347/SIG=11s2qjmj2/*http://www.space.com/news/080918-nasa50-mostmemorable.html"&gt;ill-fated Apollo 13&lt;/a&gt; launched at 13:13 CST on Apr. 11, 1970. The sum of the date's digits (4-11-70) is 13 (as in 4+1+1+7+0 = 13). And the explosion that crippled the spacecraft occurred on April 13 (not a Friday). The crew did make it back to Earth safely, however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Many hospitals have no room 13, while some tall buildings skip the 13th floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Fear of Friday the 13th - one of the &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/dailynews/livescience/sc_livescience/storytext/13factsaboutfridaythe13th/30945347/SIG=11fthei3d/*http://www.livescience.com/bestimg/?cat=myths"&gt;most popular myths in science&lt;/a&gt; - is called paraskavedekatriaphobia as well as friggatriskaidekaphobia. Triskaidekaphobia is fear of the number 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Quarterback Dan Marino wore No. 13 throughout his career with the Miami Dolphins. Despite being a superb quarterback (some call him one of the best ever), he got to the Super Bowl just once, in 1985, and was trounced 38-16 by the San Francisco 49ers and Joe Montana (who wore No. 16 and won all four Super Bowls he played in).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Butch Cassidy, notorious American train and bank robber, was born on Friday, April 13, 1866.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Fidel Castro was born on Friday, Aug. 13, 1926.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. President &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/dailynews/livescience/sc_livescience/storytext/13factsaboutfridaythe13th/30945347/SIG=120rrte00/*http://www.livescience.com/history/090115-best-inaugurals.html"&gt;Franklin D. Roosevelt&lt;/a&gt; would not travel on the 13th day of any month and would never host 13 guests at a meal. Napoleon and Herbert Hoover were also triskaidekaphobic, with an abnormal fear of the number 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Superstitious diners in Paris can hire a quatorzieme, or professional 14th guest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Mark Twain once was the 13th guest at a dinner party. A friend warned him not to go. "It was bad luck," Twain later told the friend. "They only had food for 12."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Woodrow Wilson considered 13 his lucky number, though his experience didn't support such faith. He arrived in Normandy, France on Friday, Dec. 13, 1918, for peace talks, only to return with a treaty he couldn't get Congress to sign. (The ship's crew wanted to dock the next day due to superstitions, Fernsler said.) He toured the United States to rally support for the treaty, and while traveling, suffered a near-fatal stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. The number 13 suffers from its position after 12, according to &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/dailynews/livescience/sc_livescience/storytext/13factsaboutfridaythe13th/30945347/SIG=126rf4pub/*http://www.livescience.com/culture/080808-badsci-888-numerology.html"&gt;numerologists&lt;/a&gt; who consider the latter to be a complete number - 12 months in a year, 12 signs of the zodiac, 12 gods of Olympus, 12 labors of Hercules, 12 tribes of Israel, 12 apostles of Jesus, 12 days of Christmas and 12 eggs in a dozen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. The seals on the back of a dollar bill include 13 steps on the pyramid, 13 stars above the eagle's head, 13 war arrows in the eagle's claw and 13 leaves on the olive branch. So far there's been no evidence tying these long-ago design decisions to the present economic situation .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-4638442067821612595?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/4638442067821612595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=4638442067821612595&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/4638442067821612595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/4638442067821612595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SZWw6tew3NI/AAAAAAAAAco/tC1kuhjo6kQ/s72-c/friday-the-13th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-3354873170099130601</id><published>2009-01-28T07:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:25:08.038-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tyler perry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video clips'/><title type='text'>Tyler Perry Throwbacks</title><content type='html'>The hubby hasn't quite agreed to take me to see Madea Goes To Jail, but I can sense it's coming. hahaha Anyway, I'm all fired up and rets to go, but I still have weeks to wait. Damn. Instead, here's a little Tyler Perry throwback for you today. How many of the 2 readers I still have left (haha, I crack myself up) can recognize which play this is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-da52e1ab66b62fd9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dda52e1ab66b62fd9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329950993%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F0480855E651A1ED927B670D59C6B4C23E3B17A.468A50EF285013D00703D7257C664A00B663B4BE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dda52e1ab66b62fd9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D70bKcOKIzio9crSbFbERFEi4qhg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dda52e1ab66b62fd9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329950993%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F0480855E651A1ED927B670D59C6B4C23E3B17A.468A50EF285013D00703D7257C664A00B663B4BE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dda52e1ab66b62fd9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D70bKcOKIzio9crSbFbERFEi4qhg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-3354873170099130601?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=da52e1ab66b62fd9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/3354873170099130601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=3354873170099130601&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/3354873170099130601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/3354873170099130601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2009/01/tyler-perry-throwbacks.html' title='Tyler Perry Throwbacks'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-117234207137344379</id><published>2009-01-22T11:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T12:50:03.546-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog for Choice'/><title type='text'>Blog For Choice</title><content type='html'>Today is the 36th anniversary of &lt;em&gt;Roe v. Wade&lt;/em&gt;, and as such, it is &lt;a href="http://www.prochoiceamerica.org/choice-action-center/bfc09-main.html"&gt;Blog for Choice Day&lt;/a&gt;. Now, I would have never known this if i wasn't over at &lt;a href="http://glennishamorgan.worpress.com/"&gt;Glennisha Morgan's blog&lt;/a&gt;, but since I found it, I have decided to contribute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topic for this year is: What is your top pro-choice hope for President Obama and/or the new Congress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, let me state my stance. Obviously I am pro-choice since I am participating today. But, I do not believe in abortion as an option for myself. Me and my new hubby recently got into a heated debate over this topic. He wanted me to reassure him if I was ever rapped or cheated and became pregnant, I would not keep the baby because it would be too much for him to look at that child everyday and remember either what I did or what happened to me. At first, I was strongly opposed because I feel a baby is a blessing either way. After a little while, I had to admit I saw his point, and amended. The point is, though, it's still &lt;em&gt;my choice&lt;/em&gt; because it's my body, and it should always be that way. Every woman has the right to decide what to do with her body. Every couple should have that choice, just like me and my husband. That choice should&lt;em&gt; never&lt;/em&gt; be taken away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My top pro-choice hope is to do away with any anti-abortion legislation. In every state and every city across our nation, women should have the option to have safe, legal abortions if they so chose. In any case (abortion, adoption, or keeping the baby), it is my hope resources become more readily available. When I say resources, I mean agencies that will aid in the process as well as counseling. No woman should feel cornered, pressured or hopeless. And she should always feel it is her choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-117234207137344379?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/117234207137344379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=117234207137344379&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/117234207137344379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/117234207137344379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-for-choice.html' title='Blog For Choice'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-6045543942959438175</id><published>2009-01-16T12:13:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T12:24:42.966-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='madea goes to jail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tyler perry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='madea'/><title type='text'>Madea Goes To Jail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I said I wanted to write about things with substance, but by now I'm pretty sure ya'll know how much I love Tyler Perry. So I had to post these promo pics from his upcoming film, Madea Goes To Jail. I can not wait to go and see this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291943501588029058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXDCk6eXXoI/AAAAAAAAAbg/UzwL4-hQzLg/s400/jail.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291943040976040690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXDCKGj6MvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/OH-ep9ENPoc/s400/perry.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291943248695505506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXDCWMYFsmI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Yt7Vwzyh1mw/s400/madea.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, I have been giving some thought to what Mr. D says about Tyler Perry films. Do you think he's making money off of keeping women down and depressed? Even I have to agree with him when he says most of his plots involve a woman being done wrong by a man, and coming up roses in the end. Of course, I see absolutely nothing wrong with movies that show women in bad situations who by the end learn how to change them. I mean, that type of thing comes on Lifetime everyday, right? So what's the big deal if a former homeless man found something he's good at and turned it into a multi million dollar business venture? Hell, I'd do the same thing in a heartbeat! And yes, his movies tend to recycle the same storyline, but no one forces you to watch if you don't' want, right? Even I have learned to stop trying to get Mr. D to watch with me. If he does, fabulous. If not, whatever, I can watch alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, though, what do you out there in the blogosphere think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-6045543942959438175?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/6045543942959438175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=6045543942959438175&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/6045543942959438175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/6045543942959438175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2009/01/madea-goes-to-jail.html' title='Madea Goes To Jail'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXDCk6eXXoI/AAAAAAAAAbg/UzwL4-hQzLg/s72-c/jail.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-1613542574890312137</id><published>2009-01-12T12:35:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T07:48:42.053-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='still kicking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depressed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video clips'/><title type='text'>Please Excuse My Absence</title><content type='html'>It seems like forever since the last time I blogged. So much has happened since then and now. So, let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was taking a break from blogging. Reason being is I looked over everything I wrote in the past and decided it was time for a change. When I was a little girl, I desperately wanted to be a writer. And even though I know my blog doesn't reach very many people, I decided to give it an overhaul and turn it into a substantial read, not just a random commentary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, December 23, tragedy once again struck my family. This time, it was senseless and completely unexpected. Little Miss P, my niece Promiss, who looked exactly like me when I was a baby, died. She would have been 2 January 1. My sister called me at work from Chicago. At first, she was crying hysterically and I had no idea what was going on. Needless to say, when she finally collected herself, the words she said will haunt me forever. I broke down so bad, I had to be taken home and sedated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290476062497210690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SWuL8t3agUI/AAAAAAAAAaw/qJK3M8GNPJM/s400/big+eyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290481809874507954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SWuRLQg8WLI/AAAAAAAAAbI/QRV29dY8VLk/s400/apple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does a happy, healthy, almost 2-year-old just up and die? She didn't. I'll spare you the details (you can google it if you want), but she was molested and died from blunt force trauma. And the guy who did it originally tried to say she died from choking on Cheetos. &lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt; this 27-year-old sorry excuse for a man was on probation after serving time due to biting and punching a 3-year-old boy 5 years prior. How did my beloved niece end up in the presence of such a monster? He was at his cousin's house, who was babysitting my niece, and she had no knowledge of his priors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful baby niece, who was the light of my family, was buried December 30, 2 days before her birthday, because my sister couldn't bear to bury her baby the day before her birthday. I had been crocheting her a blanket for her birthday. I was going to finish it so she could be buried with it, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. Sometime soon, I hope I can finish it and make a shadow box for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of all this heart crushing tragedy, Mr. D and I got married at the courthouse New Year's Eve. We had already decided to do it earlier that month, and after all the tragedy we experienced in 2008, we decided we could not wait any longer to officially be married, and therefore family. He has been my rock, and I love him to death, and I am now Mrs. D! But, for now, I'm still Miss P. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, we didn't get a real honeymoon. January 5, I had to have ovarian surgery to remove a cyst from my right ovary. When my doctor got in there, my right ovary had swollen to twice the normal size because of the cyst! I also had a small cyst on my left ovary, which my doctor also removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the last week at home being spoiled senseless by my new husband. I didn't have to lift a finger if I didn't want to, and was rarely allowed to lift them when I did want to. We had a little scare Wednesday, though. I had 2 bumps under the tape on one of my sutures, and they looked kind of puss filled to me. Fearing an infection, we went to the doctor. Turned out they were just blisters from the tape. Solution: place a heating pad on them until they pop. They swole up so big, eww. And now I have two black scabs on my tummy. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been through so much mental, emotional, and physical trauma in under the span of one month. Oh, I almost forgot to mention. Sometime in the next couple of months, I have to go see a specialist to see if I'm developing glaucoma. Ain't life grand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's the reason I took a break. I am back at work, a little refreshed, but determined to go on. And you can best believe I have more to disclose in the days to come. So stay with me, people! Ya'll are family now. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya lots,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/6089229603" width="320" height="240" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Excuse the mess.  We had just moved and were still unpacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-1613542574890312137?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/1613542574890312137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=1613542574890312137&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1613542574890312137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1613542574890312137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2009/01/please-excuse-my-absence.html' title='Please Excuse My Absence'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SWuL8t3agUI/AAAAAAAAAaw/qJK3M8GNPJM/s72-c/big+eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-2713331727480295944</id><published>2008-12-02T11:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T12:00:39.372-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first couple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michelle obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barack obama'/><title type='text'>The First Couple Does Essence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/STVnlzH0ctI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/DfwH18hTYX4/s1600-h/Obama+Essence+Double+Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275236437610230482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/STVnlzH0ctI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/DfwH18hTYX4/s400/Obama+Essence+Double+Cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this double cover is going to plastered over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; blog today, but the First Couple looks so fab I could not resist.  Michelle is especially killing it on her cover!  Michelle is doing so much for the image of black women everywhere, and I love being able to say she is from Chicago!  I love the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Obamas &lt;/span&gt;to death!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-2713331727480295944?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/2713331727480295944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=2713331727480295944&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2713331727480295944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2713331727480295944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-couple-does-essence.html' title='The First Couple Does Essence'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/STVnlzH0ctI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/DfwH18hTYX4/s72-c/Obama+Essence+Double+Cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-7847484109013673638</id><published>2008-12-01T14:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:12:02.540-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PSA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy corner'/><title type='text'>Happy Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/STQ2Crs_2-I/AAAAAAAAAaI/OUMFPBA20ZM/s1600-h/garfield"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274900483276790754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/STQ2Crs_2-I/AAAAAAAAAaI/OUMFPBA20ZM/s400/garfield" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The holidays are here, but people, please don't over stress yourselves.  Remember to chill out, sip a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;drinky&lt;/span&gt; drink if you like (me likes ;-) ), and enjoy yourself.  This has been a public service &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;announcement&lt;/span&gt; by Miss P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-7847484109013673638?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/7847484109013673638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=7847484109013673638&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/7847484109013673638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/7847484109013673638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/STQ2Crs_2-I/AAAAAAAAAaI/OUMFPBA20ZM/s72-c/garfield' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-21342665616803615</id><published>2008-12-01T13:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:04:59.680-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='da kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video clips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy corner'/><title type='text'>Evil Eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3766e82561020877" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3766e82561020877%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329950993%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D49F4158C35F7D74DF89CBF6B07EA0DEE69743498.2B900F86E5831E83E7534B8A31D48E08471D1A20%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3766e82561020877%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAMofHP1UJIegifnayVcjewWaovQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3766e82561020877%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329950993%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D49F4158C35F7D74DF89CBF6B07EA0DEE69743498.2B900F86E5831E83E7534B8A31D48E08471D1A20%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3766e82561020877%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAMofHP1UJIegifnayVcjewWaovQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This baby is too freaking adorable! Cured my Monday morning blues!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-21342665616803615?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3766e82561020877&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/21342665616803615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=21342665616803615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/21342665616803615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/21342665616803615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-baby-is-too-freaking-adorable.html' title='Evil Eye'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-1021998242173732550</id><published>2008-11-21T13:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T13:34:11.566-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video clips'/><title type='text'>Oldie But Goodie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ca47854d4b9e7716" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dca47854d4b9e7716%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329950993%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7FB4ADB112D8416766BD1ABEB718987573C6523A.34ED4DBDA5F574252F56499D87E42815190D0F1C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dca47854d4b9e7716%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_mSFGU_iqhv4-Azm-L__-erhNWY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dca47854d4b9e7716%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329950993%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7FB4ADB112D8416766BD1ABEB718987573C6523A.34ED4DBDA5F574252F56499D87E42815190D0F1C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dca47854d4b9e7716%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_mSFGU_iqhv4-Azm-L__-erhNWY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This still cracks me up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-1021998242173732550?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ca47854d4b9e7716&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/1021998242173732550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=1021998242173732550&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1021998242173732550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1021998242173732550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/11/oldie-but-goodie.html' title='Oldie But Goodie'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-2787608618997291133</id><published>2008-11-20T09:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T09:49:55.689-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy corner'/><title type='text'>Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SSV0H7_NAAI/AAAAAAAAAaA/TwUyFeYHGFI/s1600-h/hell-by-jack-chick.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270746618617724930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SSV0H7_NAAI/AAAAAAAAAaA/TwUyFeYHGFI/s400/hell-by-jack-chick.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is supposedly an actual question given on a University of Washington chemistry mid-term. The answer by one student was so "profound" that the professor shared it with colleagues, via the Internet, which is, of course, why we now have the pleasure of enjoying it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BONUS QUESTION: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or endothermic (absorbs heat)? Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law (gas cools when it expands and heats when it is compressed or some variant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One student wrote the following:&lt;br /&gt;First we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we need to know the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once the soul gets to Hell, it will not leave. Therefore no souls are leaving. As for how many souls are entering Hell, lets look at the different religions that exist in the world today. Most of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since there is more than one of these religions and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all souls go to Hell. With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially. Now we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume in Hell has to expand proportionately as souls are added. This gives two possibilities:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. If Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So which is it? If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa during my freshman year that, "it will be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you", and take into account the fact that I slept with her last night, then the number two must be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic and has already frozen over. The corollary of the theory is that since Hell has frozen over, it follows that it is not accepting any more souls and is therefore, extinct... leaving only Heaven, thereby proving the existence of a divine being which explains why, last night, Teresa kept shouting "Oh my God".THIS STUDENT RECEIVED THE ONLY "A" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*snatched from Baller Alert*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-2787608618997291133?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/2787608618997291133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=2787608618997291133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2787608618997291133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2787608618997291133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/11/hell.html' title='Hell'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SSV0H7_NAAI/AAAAAAAAAaA/TwUyFeYHGFI/s72-c/hell-by-jack-chick.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-7910451906769038118</id><published>2008-11-19T09:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T09:34:44.258-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='da kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show your love'/><title type='text'>What Love Means To A 4-8 year old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SSQj3nula1I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3uNwkve_dYY/s1600-h/Kissing%20Angels%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270376902394473298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SSQj3nula1I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3uNwkve_dYY/s400/Kissing%2520Angels%25201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slow down for three minutes to read this. It is so worth it. Touching words from the mouth of babes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, 'What does love mean?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined.. See what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca- age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.&lt;br /&gt;You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy - age 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karl - age 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissy - age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Love is what makes you smile when you're tired.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terri - age 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny - age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more.&lt;br /&gt;My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily - age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikka - age 6&lt;br /&gt;(we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noelle - age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy - age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy - age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'My mommy loves me more than anybody&lt;br /&gt;You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clare - age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.&lt;/em&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine-age 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris - age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Ann - age 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren - age 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.'&lt;/em&gt; (what an image)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen - age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark - age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica - age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the final one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nothing, ! I just helped him cry'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Cindy, Clare, and the winner had me tearing up. Which one is your favorite?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snatched from &lt;a href="http://www.balleralert.com/profiles/blogs/loveout-of-the-mouth-of-babes"&gt;Baller Alert&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-7910451906769038118?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/7910451906769038118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=7910451906769038118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/7910451906769038118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/7910451906769038118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-love-means-to-4-8-year-old.html' title='What Love Means To A 4-8 year old'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SSQj3nula1I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3uNwkve_dYY/s72-c/Kissing%2520Angels%25201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-5092172010640552876</id><published>2008-11-18T14:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T15:01:57.453-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save da kids'/><title type='text'>Save Da Kids</title><content type='html'>See, this is why I always post about saving the kids.  Have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt; heard about the 8-year-old being held because police think he came home from school and shot his father and another man in cold blood?  And in the video of the interrogation that was released, he talks about coming home and finding the bodies calm as hell.  Now, I know everyone is innocent until proven guilty, but the simple fact that an 8 year old kid is being held as the primary suspect really hurts me in my heart.  We are hearing too many stories now-a-days about these horrible acts, and the kids just keep getting younger and younger.  Our society is dying, people, and it's because the are getting our babies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story really gets to me because today my family suffered yet another loss.  My nephew was born prematurely two months ago, and today his little heart gave out. There is no way I can make the trip to Chicago.  My older brother is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;devastated&lt;/span&gt;, just like the rest of the family.  In the two months he was here fighting for his life, we loved the hell out of him.  Children are a gift from God, and are supposed to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nurtured&lt;/span&gt; and loved.  But time and time again, we hear stories about little kids getting pregnant, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;murdering&lt;/span&gt; each other.  When is the madness going to stop?  Do you know how many families lose their babies everyday, and would die for the chance to be good to them, while you turn yours into little monsters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no intent to blog today, but I have to speak.  People, please hug your kids, tell them you love them daily, and be the best damn parent, grandparent, aunt, uncle, you can be.  Please, do it for the babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20081118/ap_on_re_us/child_charged;_ylt=Aq6hvYupQb5ILpC6CKgb3kdvzwcF"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-5092172010640552876?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/5092172010640552876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=5092172010640552876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/5092172010640552876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/5092172010640552876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/11/save-da-kids.html' title='Save Da Kids'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-5517104054658247851</id><published>2008-11-17T14:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T14:23:16.829-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what in the hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save da kids'/><title type='text'>This Is Just Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.therundown.tv/v/4426/bus-driver-chokes-mentally-retarded-child/" width="464" height="392" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This shyt is wrong.  I really hate it when kids are betrayed by people they should be able to trust, like caregivers.  I bet that bus driver would go ballistic if someone did this to her kids.  And the fact that it was covered up for so long... If I was his mother, I would kick someone's ass and then sue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-5517104054658247851?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/5517104054658247851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=5517104054658247851&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/5517104054658247851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/5517104054658247851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-just-wrong.html' title='This Is Just Wrong'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-7696910887275630542</id><published>2008-11-17T13:24:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T14:00:52.613-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what in the hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>What In The Hell?</title><content type='html'>I'm starting to believe I have no fashion sense. I mean, that HAS to be the case because I can not get down with these shoes. No and no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SSG-goJZp2I/AAAAAAAAAZw/B2ncB5ejFu8/s1600-h/soleless5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269702506742130530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SSG-goJZp2I/AAAAAAAAAZw/B2ncB5ejFu8/s400/soleless5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SSG-SbjORSI/AAAAAAAAAZo/qNyTu3RICm4/s1600-h/soleless4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269702262842606882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SSG-SbjORSI/AAAAAAAAAZo/qNyTu3RICm4/s400/soleless4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SSG-IaIqdJI/AAAAAAAAAZg/BY0JUbYBcMI/s1600-h/soleless3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269702090664080530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SSG-IaIqdJI/AAAAAAAAAZg/BY0JUbYBcMI/s400/soleless3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SSG9SBDzvAI/AAAAAAAAAZY/XivHrsAu8qM/s1600-h/soleless2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269701156219894786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SSG9SBDzvAI/AAAAAAAAAZY/XivHrsAu8qM/s400/soleless2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SSG9FoCHhUI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/1DTZyPrdxtw/s1600-h/soleless1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269700943343486274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 392px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SSG9FoCHhUI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/1DTZyPrdxtw/s400/soleless1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and I snatched these from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Baller&lt;/span&gt; Alert. I was so blown away by the sheer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fuckery&lt;/span&gt; of it all, I don't remember any of the details. First of all, this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shyt&lt;/span&gt; looks like it hurts like hell, and second, why in the hell would I pay goo gobs of money to walk around with my feet touching the dirty ass ground?! The first celeb I see rocking these, I swear to g_d, I will fly to Hollywood and whoop their natural white ass! (you know it's gonna be a white girl, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, you know what?  I think I can see Zoe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kravitz&lt;/span&gt; attempt to rock these.  Zoe, I dare you.  I dare you!  I will be behind you kicking you in the ass so fast, you won't know what the fuck hit you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-7696910887275630542?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/7696910887275630542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=7696910887275630542&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/7696910887275630542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/7696910887275630542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-in-hell.html' title='What In The Hell?'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SSG-goJZp2I/AAAAAAAAAZw/B2ncB5ejFu8/s72-c/soleless5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-1304203551867289079</id><published>2008-11-17T08:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T07:33:23.437-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='george dubbya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conspiracy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michelle obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gas'/><title type='text'>Conspiracy Theory 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SSF7Bbaw3kI/AAAAAAAAAZI/czxUXV5V6XQ/s1600-h/gasstation004b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269628303470288450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 367px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SSF7Bbaw3kI/AAAAAAAAAZI/czxUXV5V6XQ/s400/gasstation004b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear g_d in heaven, did gas actually fall below $2?! Gas here is $1.97, and if you drive about 10 minutes, you can get gas for $1.79! I don't even remember the last time gas was below $2. However, I find this extremely suspicious. I first noticed gas prices dropping right after the election. Then, not to long after that, the CIA said they knew the general location of Osama bin Laden, but hadn't exactly pin-pointed him. This was, of course, &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; President(-elect) Obama said his administration would definitely find bin Laden and bring him to justice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're probably asking what these two things have to do with each other. Three words: George Dubbya Bush. Dubbya does not want anyone to figure out he knew &lt;em&gt;exactly&lt;/em&gt; where bin Laden is this whole time. If Obama catches him, especially within a couple months of being sworn in, Bush's legacy of being the worst president in our nation's history will be cemented.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for gas... I have long said the price of gas shot up so Bush could fatten his pockets for when he got out of office. Ya'll know his family is deep in the oil business. Not only that, but again, Bush does not want to go down as the worst prez in history, so mysteriously the price of gas is decreasing &lt;em&gt;under his watch&lt;/em&gt;, and his people are hoping his approval rating will go up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not falling for the okey doke, Dubbya. Your ass has less than 2 months left in office, there's not a damn thing you can do to make me like you. I have &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; liked your ass. Get the hell out of the white house already so the Obamas can move in! Boo to you, Dubbya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-1304203551867289079?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/1304203551867289079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=1304203551867289079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1304203551867289079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1304203551867289079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/11/conspiracy-theory-101.html' title='Conspiracy Theory 101'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SSF7Bbaw3kI/AAAAAAAAAZI/czxUXV5V6XQ/s72-c/gasstation004b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-1551710713249932696</id><published>2008-11-14T07:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T10:40:07.443-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='he or she'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnant man'/><title type='text'>He or She?</title><content type='html'>I really don't have time to post as much as I want to *sigh*, so I have decided to reserve my posting to things that really interest me. That being said, Thomas Beatie, the man who had the blog world and eventually everyone else all a buzz, is pregnant again. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268496663041604530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SR11zSTs-7I/AAAAAAAAAYo/y1NS5CECFQ8/s400/preggo+man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I personally think it's a beautiful thing. His wife had some kind of complications, I can't recall exactly, that prevented her from carrying, so Thomas, who still had his female reproductive organs, carried their adorable little girl to term, and his wife breast fed her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268496793074982034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SR1162uE3JI/AAAAAAAAAY4/woOLYQRnCdo/s400/man+baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, if you talk to a woman who had been through child birth before, she would probably tell you she would LOVE for her man to be the one to get pregnant next time around and them be the supportive one. And he still did his "man of the house" chores while he was pregnant! His wife was probably in bliss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, the purpose of this blog. Back when this first came out, Mr. D and I had vivid convos about whether or not Thomas is a woman. He was born a woman, a very pretty one at that. In fact, I think she was a beauty queen at some point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268496854580928146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SR11-b2PHpI/AAAAAAAAAZA/m9NMsNi_a7k/s400/manopera5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But somewhere along the line, he made the necessary moves to legally become a man, while still retaining his female reproductive organs. I personally believe a person should be called whoever and whatever they wanna be called. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I mean, we all know RuPaul is a man, but we aren't all down his throat, are we? Thomas has a wife who loves him as a man, so that is what we should call him. What do ya'll think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bossip.com/53311/pregnant-man-pregnant-again/"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-1551710713249932696?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/1551710713249932696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=1551710713249932696&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1551710713249932696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1551710713249932696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/11/he-or-she.html' title='He or She?'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SR11zSTs-7I/AAAAAAAAAYo/y1NS5CECFQ8/s72-c/preggo+man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-9121198717923117951</id><published>2008-11-11T06:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:20:41.033-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veteran&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veterans'/><title type='text'>Happy Veteran's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SRgoOA0MCnI/AAAAAAAAAYY/-8qTygtkE2M/s1600-h/vet.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267003985411967602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SRgoOA0MCnI/AAAAAAAAAYY/-8qTygtkE2M/s400/vet.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people see Veteran's Day simply as a day off from work. Being a veteran myself, it has so much more meaning to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know from first hand experience the sacrifices the men and women in the service have to make. I know exactly how deeply it affects the family. I had two godchildren born while I was active duty, and could only be there for my best friend over the phone while she was in labor. I came home to visit one time, and one of my other friends showed me a beautiful sleeping 5 month old boy. When I asked her who's baby it was, she said it was hers! That was a shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I left for the Navy, my little brother was 2-years-old, and he was my freakin shadow. They would show him my picture every day, and ask him who I was. Still, when I finally got to go home to visit, he didn't know me, and it broke my heart. My sister had to give up her big sister for 4 years, and along with that, she lost some heart to hearts that could have saved her a lot of heartache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My story is just one of millions. I have plenty of friends from high school who went, and still are in some cases, active duty. I still work with the military and have a deep bond with lots of people. I am blessed to be able to say none of my friends has been killed in the line of duty. Each and every one of them are able to go home to their families whole. But not everyone is as lucky as me and my friends. So many families get service member back less than they were when they left. Too many get theirs back in body bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, take a moment to think of all the men and women and their families who willingly sacrifice so much so you can continue to enjoy the basic freedoms you take for granted. God bless our veterans. Thank you for your sacrifices. I salute you and your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267009982633813810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SRgtrGNTJzI/AAAAAAAAAYg/qA9BLCrF_L8/s400/me_navy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-9121198717923117951?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/9121198717923117951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=9121198717923117951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/9121198717923117951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/9121198717923117951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-veterans-day.html' title='Happy Veteran&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SRgoOA0MCnI/AAAAAAAAAYY/-8qTygtkE2M/s72-c/vet.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-3835303670371631940</id><published>2008-11-10T13:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T13:28:59.759-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='is this bitch for real'/><title type='text'>Is This Bitch For Real?</title><content type='html'>So, we made history last week and elected Barack Obama president. I thought there would be some backlash, but I hadn't seen much. Then I hit up &lt;a href="http://glennishamorgan.wordpress.com/"&gt;Glennisha Morgan &lt;/a&gt;and she pointed out some idiot named &lt;a href="http://halturnershow.blogspot.com/2008/11/usa-commits-national-suicide-elects.html"&gt;Hal Turner&lt;/a&gt;. Now, I go back and forth on putting ignorance on blast, because if we all go over there and increase traffic to his site, it might just inspire him to write more foolishness. However, as I was reading the comments, I noticed not all of them are racist bullshit. So, please, go check this out. And hit up his inbox and let him know what a fool he is. People like him make me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we can. Yes we did. Yes we will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-3835303670371631940?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/3835303670371631940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=3835303670371631940&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/3835303670371631940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/3835303670371631940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/11/is-this-bitch-for-real.html' title='Is This Bitch For Real?'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-7675092219704166682</id><published>2008-11-10T11:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T11:26:04.485-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save da kids'/><title type='text'>18-year-old abandoned</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I heard about this a little while ago and forgot to address it.  But now, I gotta speak on it.  A bunch of states have developed a safe haven law which will allow parents to abandon a child at a hospital or police station without fear of prosecution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the most recent "child" to be abandoned is 18 years old.  What in the hell?  Her adoptive mother said she can't control the girl, and the girl is refusing to take her meds (I think the article said she was bi-polar or something).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about this just aint sitting right with me.  One woman abandoned 5 kids at a hospital.  That was an entire family!  What in the hell?  I mean, yes, it's good people now have the option to drop their kids off somewhere safe, but I think people are abusing this.  What do ya'll think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20081110/ap_on_re_us/safe_haven;_ylt=ApoTxhO9n_qU4Sc_fqzPiIVvzwcF"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-7675092219704166682?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/7675092219704166682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=7675092219704166682&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/7675092219704166682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/7675092219704166682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/11/18-year-old-abandoned.html' title='18-year-old abandoned'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-6039340838276474999</id><published>2008-11-07T15:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T15:24:57.615-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michelle obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chi-town baby'/><title type='text'>Obama In Danger Already</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, sorta.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Chicago po-po aint playin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Barack Obama's motorcade had an unexpected occurrence while ferrying the president-elect to a security briefing at Chicago FBI headquarters Thursday morning.As the motorcade pulled onto Van Buren, towards the Loop, a couple in a tan sedan tried to drive around the heavily-armed line of vehicles, wrote pool reporter P.J. Hufstutter of the Los Angeles Times:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The SUV cut the car off immediately, and the security team aimed their weapons at the car. The driver and passenger in the sedan stopped, and looked stunned -- until the male driver appeared to understand what was happening (your pool reporter could see him mouth "Obama"). The motorcade continued on. The sedan remained stopped, near the side of the road. [...] Some of the drivers here in Chicago do not seem to understand that a) the Chicago police car at the end of the president-elect's motorcade is serious about having traffic pull over when the officers flash their lights and hit their sirens, and b) it's not a great idea to jump ahead of traffic by trying to cut around the black SUV filled with five heavily-armed secret service CAT members." Huffingtonpost.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why those fools thought they could cut off a cop car with flashing lights in CHICAGO, is totally beyond me. The cops should have given them a warning shot, but knowing my damn city, the fools in the car would've have just shot back. SMDH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-6039340838276474999?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/6039340838276474999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=6039340838276474999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/6039340838276474999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/6039340838276474999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/11/obama-in-danger-already.html' title='Obama In Danger Already'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-2852144921582576254</id><published>2008-11-05T07:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T07:30:11.432-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><title type='text'>Hail To The Mutha Freakin Chief!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SRGRw00rhiI/AAAAAAAAAX4/7Ax7q8qjSR8/s1600-h/obama211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265149707372168738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SRGRw00rhiI/AAAAAAAAAX4/7Ax7q8qjSR8/s400/obama211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good morning America! I know I promised an update yesterday, but hot damn, does it matter anymore? My faith has been restored in the American people. Yesterday we proved we are not stupid, we are not gonna fall for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;okey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doke&lt;/span&gt; just because you say we should! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Goddamnit&lt;/span&gt;, we want change, and we got it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barack Obama is the first African American President. Hot damn! Did you see the results? DC was not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;playin&lt;/span&gt;! 93% for Obama?! Has that even happened before? Not only did he pull that off, he got California, Ohio, Pennsylvania, Florida, Virginia, all the major states McCain thought he had on lock! We told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt; damn people we wanted change, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;gotdamnit&lt;/span&gt;, we got it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We now have a black president, a Democratic majority Senate, and a female Democrat Speaker of the House. If that's not change, and proof we wanted it, I don't know what the hell that is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somebody play Hail To The Chief right the hell now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 468px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 602px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.barack-obama-sua.info/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/barack_obama_family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-2852144921582576254?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/2852144921582576254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=2852144921582576254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2852144921582576254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2852144921582576254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/11/hail-to-mutha-freakin-chief.html' title='Hail To The Mutha Freakin Chief!!!'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SRGRw00rhiI/AAAAAAAAAX4/7Ax7q8qjSR8/s72-c/obama211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-467277438148139687</id><published>2008-11-04T07:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T08:23:13.779-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><title type='text'>I Voted This Morning. Did You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SRBMsT5jTdI/AAAAAAAAAXw/_XgMeFZvVjs/s1600-h/BT15997-2T.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264792288535727570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SRBMsT5jTdI/AAAAAAAAAXw/_XgMeFZvVjs/s400/BT15997-2T.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I was active duty during the last election and did an absentee ballot. Today was the first time I've ever actually been to a booth. It was exciting as hell, especially since this is such a historic election. There were so many elderly in line, patiently waiting their turn, but you could feel the excitement wafting off their skin. I'm so wound up, I can't really put it into words right now. I'll update ya'll later. Right now, all I can say is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;GO VOTE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-467277438148139687?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/467277438148139687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=467277438148139687&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/467277438148139687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/467277438148139687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-voted-this-morning-did-you.html' title='I Voted This Morning. Did You?'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SRBMsT5jTdI/AAAAAAAAAXw/_XgMeFZvVjs/s72-c/BT15997-2T.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-7530729359910426083</id><published>2008-11-03T15:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:15:01.835-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><title type='text'>Inspiring Story</title><content type='html'>We must learn from dear Mrs Fitzgerald. Rest in peace....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"North Charleston, S.C. - For a 93-year old North Charleston woman, casting her vote was a matter of life and death.Very little was missing in Dora Fitzgerald's 93 years of life, she had a marriage of 65 years and family that spreads generations, but politics was never a passion until the final year of her life.“She was very moved for Barack Obama ’s passion for fixing things, and his articulate way of delivering his message and she just decided she was going to vote for him,” said her daughter, M. Fitzgerald.But as her health declined M Fitzgerald took care of her mother, watching her slowly slip away.“It was beautiful, it was sad, tragic, you prepare for it, you know it's coming, and still when it happens, you’re completely crushed,” said M. Fitzgerald.But Mrs. Fitzgerald &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t leave quietly, there was unfinished business."She said I don’t know if I’m going to live that long, but I plan on sticking around to vote for him,” said M. Fitzgerald.Fearful that November was too long to wait, her daughter sent for an absentee ballot. It arrived last week.“She made her mark, and we put it in the envelope, my brother and I walked to the mailbox, it was 11 o’clock Wednesday morning and I said ‘Mom its in the mail, you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; done your thing, Barack’s going to win,’ and she kind of smiled and it was kind of a deep sigh, a sigh of relief, and in less than an hour later, she died,” said M. Fitzgerald.She traveled the world, raised a family, lived a full life, and on her death bed exercised her right to vote.“The only thing left on her list was to make sure she got her voice heard, and she did,” said M. Fitzgerald.Mrs. Fitzgerald was born in 1915 and according to her family, she voted in 19 presidential elections.She is survived by her nine children; William of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Garmisch&lt;/span&gt;, Germany; Michael of New Sweden, ME; Joseph of Seattle, WA; Kathleen of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Murrieta&lt;/span&gt;, CA; Shelagh of Caribou, ME; Timothy of Portland, ME; Terence (Terry) of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Foxborough&lt;/span&gt;, MA; Patrick of Charleston, SC; and Mary T. of North Charleston, SC. She’s also survived by 18 grandchildren and more than a dozen great-grand kids." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wcivnews&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mrs&lt;/span&gt; Fitzgerald...you are an inspiration to us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P dear lady.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-7530729359910426083?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/7530729359910426083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=7530729359910426083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/7530729359910426083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/7530729359910426083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/11/inspiring-story.html' title='Inspiring Story'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-3163885509386585453</id><published>2008-11-03T11:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T11:44:08.484-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='katt williams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video clips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy corner'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="393" width="480" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="12700"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="10398"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://www.vladtv.com/embed/421/?file=vtvrlV6es41bhgv6&amp;amp;image=0421&amp;amp;watermark=1"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://www.vladtv.com/embed/421/?file=vtvrlV6es41bhgv6&amp;amp;image=0421&amp;amp;watermark=1"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.vladtv.com/embed/421/?file=vtvrlV6es41bhgv6&amp;image=0421&amp;watermark=1" width="480" height="393" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" menu="false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I spotted this over at &lt;a href="http://youknowyoudeadazzwrong.blogspot.com/"&gt;You Know You Dead Azz Wrong&lt;/a&gt;.  Katt Williams is the shyt.  Go vote tomorrow!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-3163885509386585453?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/3163885509386585453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=3163885509386585453&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/3163885509386585453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/3163885509386585453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-spotted-this-over-at-you-know-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-4441424320856534317</id><published>2008-11-03T10:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T10:36:53.838-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video clips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spank da kids'/><title type='text'>Beat His Ass!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="" type="text/html; charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.therundown.tv/v/2617/this-kid-slaps-his-mom-on-television/" width="464" height="392" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen this before, but it still makes me wanna beat his ass!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-4441424320856534317?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/4441424320856534317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=4441424320856534317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/4441424320856534317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/4441424320856534317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/11/beat-his-ass.html' title='Beat His Ass!'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-9009127625744174401</id><published>2008-10-30T10:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T10:31:54.230-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tyler perry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video clips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='madea'/><title type='text'>A Little Madea In The Mornin</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6b6e01c371d15c35" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6b6e01c371d15c35%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329950993%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2CF8C023934DF3A36B394BDA258EFA9BD1F66881.366A5144772C190BF3703C901C28C4F76531DC68%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6b6e01c371d15c35%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-3tcrRw_oiBkOYKM0-n76iz68vw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6b6e01c371d15c35%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329950993%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2CF8C023934DF3A36B394BDA258EFA9BD1F66881.366A5144772C190BF3703C901C28C4F76531DC68%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6b6e01c371d15c35%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-3tcrRw_oiBkOYKM0-n76iz68vw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know my posting has been real sporadic lately, but things in my life have been crazy.  Anyway, I know most of you probably saw this already, but I love me some Madea, so here it go.  Enjoy, heffas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and those of you still reading my blog, I love you heffas, and I missed ya'll!  That is all. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-9009127625744174401?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6b6e01c371d15c35&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/9009127625744174401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=9009127625744174401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/9009127625744174401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/9009127625744174401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-madea-in-mornin.html' title='A Little Madea In The Mornin'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-6684951493848357663</id><published>2008-10-27T07:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T09:46:18.925-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='j hud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stop the madness'/><title type='text'>J Hud's Family Slain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQWtSoOOJ4I/AAAAAAAAAW4/20haKEFdVgY/s1600-h/jen.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261802275198609282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQWtSoOOJ4I/AAAAAAAAAW4/20haKEFdVgY/s400/jen.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure ya'll know by now I don't watch the news. So it was a complete and total shock to hear Jennifer Hudson's mother and brother had been shot to death, and her nephew is missing. Her brother-in-law has been named as a suspect. This is so horrible, especially so close to the holidays. Everyone says her mom was the last person this should have happened to. You can tell from Jennifer's bubbly personality her mom had to be a wonderful person. My prayers go out to Jennifer and her family, I pray for the safe return of her nephew, and may her mother and brother rest in peace. Please, if anyone knows anything about her nephew SPEAK UP. Stay strong, Jennifer. God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**UPDATE**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The body of a child has been found in an abandoned SUV, and it is believed to be the body of her nephew. My prayers go out to this family. Such a horrible, senseless tragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-6684951493848357663?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/6684951493848357663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=6684951493848357663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/6684951493848357663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/6684951493848357663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/10/j-huds-family-slain.html' title='J Hud&apos;s Family Slain'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQWtSoOOJ4I/AAAAAAAAAW4/20haKEFdVgY/s72-c/jen.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-6409078641533634107</id><published>2008-10-24T11:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T11:18:13.529-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video clips'/><title type='text'>Too Damn Funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.break.com/NTUyNzcz"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.break.com/NTUyNzcz" width="464" height="392" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm going to hell in a handbasket, ya'll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-6409078641533634107?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/6409078641533634107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=6409078641533634107&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/6409078641533634107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/6409078641533634107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/10/too-damn-funny.html' title='Too Damn Funny'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-180119779521083355</id><published>2008-10-24T10:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T10:33:45.432-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn fools'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stop the madness'/><title type='text'>People Are Ignant</title><content type='html'>I hate to be posting this directly after that last post, but people need to be put on blast for the foolishness they are doing. And so close to the election, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly, some woman in PA was robbed at the ATM by a black male attacker. Then when he saw a McCain bumper sticker on her car, he used a dull knife to carve a "B" in her face. Are you for real, man? What in the hell? Now, I know some people have been pulling yard signs out of people's yards, but what in the hell were you thinking?! Barack don't need this kind of foolishness! And I bet this fool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; even gonna vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only hope it's not true, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; the article does mention police have gotten conflicting stories, and the "B" on her face is backwards, like it would be if someone did it to themselves while looking in the mirror. I'm just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sayin&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Barack doesn't need anymore negative attention! So boo to you, you damn fool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thepittsburghchannel.com/news/17789356/detail.html"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-180119779521083355?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/180119779521083355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=180119779521083355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/180119779521083355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/180119779521083355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/10/people-are-ignant.html' title='People Are Ignant'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-5809381348362035851</id><published>2008-10-24T09:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T10:16:22.765-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makes ya think'/><title type='text'>Life Without Black Folks</title><content type='html'>*I got this in an e-mail, and its kinda long, but makes you think.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very humorous and revealing story is told about a group of white people who were fed up with African Americans, so they join together and wish themselves away. They passed through a deep dark tunnel and emerged in sort of a twilight zone where there is an America without black people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first these white people breathe a sigh of relief. At last, they say, no more crime, drugs, violence and welfare. All of the blacks have gone!! Then suddenly, reality sets in. The "NEW AMERICA" is not America at all--- only a barren land.There are very few crops that have flourished because the nation was built on a slave-supported system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no cities with tall skyscrapers because Alexander Mils, a black man, invented the elevator, and without it one finds great difficulty reaching high floors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are few if any cars because Richard Spikes, a black man, invented the automatic gear shift, Joseph Gammell, also black, invented the Super Charge System for Internal Combustion Engines, and Garrett A. Morgan invented the traffic signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, one could not use the rapid transit system because its precursor was the electric trolley, which was invented by another black man, Elbert R. Robinson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if there were streets on which cars and a rapid transit system could operate, they were cluttered with paper because an African American, Charles Brooks, invented the street sweeper.&lt;br /&gt;There were few if any newspapers, magazines and books because John Love invented the pencil sharpener, William Purvis invented the fountain pen, Lee Burridge invented the Type Writing Machine and A.Lovette invented the Advanced Printing Press. They were all (you guessed it) black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if Americans could write their letters, articles and books, they would not have been transported by mail because William Barry invented the Postmarking and Canceling Machine, William Purvis invented the Hand Stamp and Phillip Downing invented the Letter Drop.&lt;br /&gt;The lawns were brown and wilted because Joseph Smith invented the Lawn Sprinkler and John Burr the Lawn Mower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they entered their homes, they found them to be poorly ventilated and poorly heated.&lt;br /&gt;You see, Frederick Jones invented the Air Conditioner and Alice Parker the Heating Furnace. Their homes were also dim. But of course, stupid, Lewis Latimer invented the Electric Lamp, Michael Harvey invented the Lantern and Granville T. Woods invented the Automatic Cut off Switch. Their homes were also filthy because Thomas W. Steward invented the Mop and Lloyd P. Ray, the Dust Pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their children met them at the door-barefooted, shabby, motley and unkempt.  But what could one expect? Jan E. Matzelinger invented the Shoe Lasting Machine, Walter Sammons invented the Comb, Sarah Boone invented the Ironing Board and George T. Samon invented the&lt;br /&gt;Clothes Dryer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, they were resigned to at least have dinner amidst all of this turmoil. But here again, the food had spoiled because another black man, John Standard invented the refrigerator. Now, ain't that something? What would this world be like without the contributions of Black folks?&lt;br /&gt;Martin Luther King, Jr. said, "That by the time we leave for work we have been dependent on half the world-modern America is created by dependencies on the inventions from the minds of Black folks." Black history includes more than just slavery, Frederick Douglass, Martin Luther King, Jr., Malcolm X, Marcus Garvey and Dubois. Black history is American History and the History of America would not be so, without Black people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if ya didn't know, now ya know.&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*There wouldn't be an America without black people.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-5809381348362035851?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/5809381348362035851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=5809381348362035851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/5809381348362035851'/><link rel='self' 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href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/4092867923018856284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=4092867923018856284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/4092867923018856284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/4092867923018856284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/10/talk-about-bad-day-at-work.html' title='Talk About A Bad Day At Work...'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-445164703359722766</id><published>2008-10-24T08:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T13:58:29.554-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beyonce'/><title type='text'>Beyonce Changes Her Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQIMD1cuD6I/AAAAAAAAAWw/cXpBCdr8uG4/s1600-h/_us_beyonce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260780574748839842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQIMD1cuD6I/AAAAAAAAAWw/cXpBCdr8uG4/s400/_us_beyonce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, not only Bey finally confirmed her marriage, but she has also decided to change her name. But she isn't taking Camel's name. Oh no. She has joined the long list of musicians who decided to take on an alter ego. Her new name: Sasha Fierce. I'm sorry, but that name is a dud. She coulda picked something better. How in the hell did she even come up with that? Wuteva, Sasha, do you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2008/oct/24/beyonce-sasha-fierce"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-445164703359722766?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/445164703359722766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=445164703359722766&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/445164703359722766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/445164703359722766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/10/beyonce-changes-her-name.html' title='Beyonce Changes Her Name'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQIMD1cuD6I/AAAAAAAAAWw/cXpBCdr8uG4/s72-c/_us_beyonce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-6074716221483931611</id><published>2008-10-23T07:54:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T08:24:47.062-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><title type='text'>I'm Back, People!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Did ya'll miss me? I had to take a break from blogging due to some unfortunate circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, here are some pics of the future first family for ya'll to enjoy. I hope everybody is registered to vote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBp3RofcaI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ma1UQ62V8qQ/s1600-h/M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260320763115696546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBp3RofcaI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ma1UQ62V8qQ/s400/M.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBmvX6JtKI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ojCLPcvCLW0/s1600-h/A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260317328826545314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBmvX6JtKI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ojCLPcvCLW0/s400/A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBm5wQqF4I/AAAAAAAAAVA/4Hr_KdByugk/s1600-h/B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260317507162085250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBm5wQqF4I/AAAAAAAAAVA/4Hr_KdByugk/s400/B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBnB1sHOOI/AAAAAAAAAVI/gUdRV0s6OMM/s1600-h/C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260317646058371298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBnB1sHOOI/AAAAAAAAAVI/gUdRV0s6OMM/s400/C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBnn9qBcdI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/x8uxhcXN3qQ/s1600-h/D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260318301032116690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBnn9qBcdI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/x8uxhcXN3qQ/s400/D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBn37aGlwI/AAAAAAAAAVY/I1o43LU92xE/s1600-h/E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260318575306381058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBn37aGlwI/AAAAAAAAAVY/I1o43LU92xE/s400/E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBocMMWJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVg/ILn12r4VUlM/s1600-h/F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260319198287374146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBocMMWJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVg/ILn12r4VUlM/s400/F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBoo3atQvI/AAAAAAAAAVo/NogrBC9OnyU/s1600-h/G.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260319416048763634" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBpTbStLEI/AAAAAAAAAWA/1DGOd0KJyto/s400/J.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBph-EJ8UI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ZTzQED_kF3M/s1600-h/K.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260320397085765954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBph-EJ8UI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ZTzQED_kF3M/s400/K.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBpu_1hTwI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/aXs2BgrfVAQ/s1600-h/L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260320620899553026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBpu_1hTwI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/aXs2BgrfVAQ/s400/L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBqB9V0WLI/AAAAAAAAAWg/IzQGw8Ual1I/s1600-h/N.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBs4WpZ7yI/AAAAAAAAAWo/AqPNw1FFJKc/s1600-h/N.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260324080176459554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBs4WpZ7yI/AAAAAAAAAWo/AqPNw1FFJKc/s400/N.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 2 favs: Michelle asleep on Barack's shoulder; the whole family chillin in the trailer. What about you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-6074716221483931611?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/6074716221483931611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=6074716221483931611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/6074716221483931611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/6074716221483931611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-back-people.html' title='I&apos;m Back, People!'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SQBp3RofcaI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ma1UQ62V8qQ/s72-c/M.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-2321623316445867123</id><published>2008-09-29T13:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T14:00:48.619-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celeb babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heath ledger'/><title type='text'>They Did The Right Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SOEXt3KPn2I/AAAAAAAAAUw/KHHUa4voTyM/s1600-h/matilda.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251504717159178082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SOEXt3KPn2I/AAAAAAAAAUw/KHHUa4voTyM/s400/matilda.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matilda is going to get her inheritance after all. I'm glad Heath's family did the right thing. What's bothering is Heath's father, her grandfather saying they "gifted" the money to Matilda. Excuse me, Kim, wtf? She's his daughter! She has every right to that money. And she doesn't need you gifting a damn thing to her. I see now why Michelle was too through and didn't even bother fighting with them. When your daughter's grandfather has to gift her the money her father made, it's time to move the fuck on before you whoop somebody's ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://omg.yahoo.com/news/heath-ledgers-daughter-to-inherit-entire-estate/13631"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-2321623316445867123?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/2321623316445867123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=2321623316445867123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2321623316445867123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2321623316445867123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/they-did-right-thing.html' title='They Did The Right Thing'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SOEXt3KPn2I/AAAAAAAAAUw/KHHUa4voTyM/s72-c/matilda.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-3696140329894408249</id><published>2008-09-29T13:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T13:52:56.078-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stop the madness'/><title type='text'>Stop the Madness</title><content type='html'>I'm bout to get fired for real. I don't know what the hell is wrong with black women today. I'm all for if you got it, flaunt it. But this bitch is about to make me kick her ass for real.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251501287038409394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SOEUmM9uWrI/AAAAAAAAAUI/l5FuzDofo9Y/s400/yuck-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251501474662949234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SOEUxH65oXI/AAAAAAAAAUY/IKvhiFuQMPM/s400/enough.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251501388661033794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SOEUsHici0I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/jqehMdg-S-U/s400/smgdh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First of all, 100% beef? What are you, a damn cow? How did you come up with the concept for that tat. Why in the hell do you have on spandex pants in the club? You didn't have anything better to wear? And your hood rat friends. Why in the hell do they have their faces on your ass like that?! I'm too through with this whole situation. I seriously have to stop going to &lt;a href="http://thebaynet.com/news/index.cfm/fa/viewstory/story_ID/10205"&gt;You Know You Dead Azz Wrong!&lt;/a&gt; She's gonna get me fired, for real for real.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-3696140329894408249?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/3696140329894408249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=3696140329894408249&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/3696140329894408249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/3696140329894408249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/stop-madness.html' title='Stop the Madness'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SOEUmM9uWrI/AAAAAAAAAUI/l5FuzDofo9Y/s72-c/yuck-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-7979874223418932128</id><published>2008-09-29T13:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T13:39:43.419-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save da kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lord help us'/><title type='text'>Lord Help Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ok, I seriously hate bytches like this. I am dying to be a mommy, and I know I'm going to be a damn good one. But we get bytches like this who adopts 3 kids, kills them, and puts them in her damn freezer. Why bitch, why? Them babies did not deserve this. But you, I hope they put yo ass in gen pop. Even hard core criminals don't like people who prey on kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The system completely failed those kids. Where was the social worker who was supposed to do routine checks? Where was the truancy officer when they missed school? And I still can't figure out why someone would give &lt;em&gt;3 kids&lt;/em&gt; to someone who looked like her crazy ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251498940466610498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SOESdnTaQUI/AAAAAAAAAUA/SpWon6Vmmm4/s400/bowman-Renee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lord, please save us.  Some of us need more help than others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebaynet.com/news/index.cfm/fa/viewstory/story_ID/10205"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-7979874223418932128?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/7979874223418932128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=7979874223418932128&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/7979874223418932128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/7979874223418932128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/lord-help-us_29.html' title='Lord Help Us'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SOESdnTaQUI/AAAAAAAAAUA/SpWon6Vmmm4/s72-c/bowman-Renee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-3093282909754189290</id><published>2008-09-29T13:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T13:24:12.687-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanaa lathan'/><title type='text'>Too Beautiful For Words</title><content type='html'>Oh Sanaa, how I love thee. You are a natural stunner. No implants or injections for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251494936694633906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SOEO0kFyNbI/AAAAAAAAAT4/hJDh9ECy7Q4/s400/sanaa-lathans-in-je929c78.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being lazy today (and I'm supposed to working, I'm gonna mess around and get fired, lol), so click &lt;a href="http://www.bossip.com/31014/some-morning-sexy-10/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for the rest of the pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-3093282909754189290?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/3093282909754189290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=3093282909754189290&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/3093282909754189290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/3093282909754189290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/too-beautiful-for-words.html' title='Too Beautiful For Words'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SOEO0kFyNbI/AAAAAAAAAT4/hJDh9ECy7Q4/s72-c/sanaa-lathans-in-je929c78.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-7481685987143223870</id><published>2008-09-29T11:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T11:33:28.037-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='check them out'/><title type='text'>Check Them Out</title><content type='html'>Everybody remembers the meltdown the country had when Janet Jackson's boob made a short appearance at the Superbowl. So what's gonna happen now that Survivor has aired footage with &lt;a href="http://dlisted.com/node/28490"&gt;some dude's penis &lt;/a&gt;coming out of his boxers while he's running?  For real, how the hell did the censors miss that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sidenote&lt;/span&gt;: I think I might start watching Survivor.  I suddenly have an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;irresistible&lt;/span&gt; urge to watch, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-7481685987143223870?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/7481685987143223870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=7481685987143223870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/7481685987143223870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/7481685987143223870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/check-them-out_29.html' title='Check Them Out'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-8027383636094698187</id><published>2008-09-26T11:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T11:58:13.327-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political corner'/><title type='text'>Political Corner</title><content type='html'>McCain has decided to attend the debate.  I wonder what changed his mind.  Could it be the fact that so many people called him on his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bullshyt&lt;/span&gt;?  Whatever it was, I actually can't wait to see what he's got to say.  I get bored easily by political debates, but I'm going to record this one so if do turn, I can watch it later.  This is going to be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/candidates_debate;_ylt=AtI9FqxsbLpzvQbllKDLVEgK_b4F"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-8027383636094698187?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/8027383636094698187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=8027383636094698187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/8027383636094698187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/8027383636094698187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/political-corner_3045.html' title='Political Corner'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-2082286722436719917</id><published>2008-09-26T10:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T10:44:40.697-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='supernatural'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV reviews'/><title type='text'>Supernatural Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are You There God? It's Me, Dean Winchester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SNzziOKuQQI/AAAAAAAAATg/EexomsPsRsk/s1600-h/dean-sam-supernatural.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250339034851328258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SNzziOKuQQI/AAAAAAAAATg/EexomsPsRsk/s320/dean-sam-supernatural.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, let me say off top I am not at all feeling the vibe they are throwing this episode. Yes, I understand its necessary to lead the plot in the direction they want to go, but... I don't know. Maybe it will grow on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell from the title, this episode does a lot of talking about whether or not God (and angels) exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am not going to go into a full on scene by scene breakdown. For one thing, it's an hour long. On top of that, I told ya'll I'm not liking this 9 o'clock time slot. I was tired and cranky, so I don't exactly remember everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This episode had ghost of the people various hunters couldn't save attack them. Those who were unlucky enough to be killed by the ghost had their hearts ripped out through their rib cage. They did two close ups of two different bodies, and it was gruesome. Good job on not watering it done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250339604617666322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SNz0DYtmnxI/AAAAAAAAATw/lnhKwJc61gI/s320/jim-beaver-supernatural.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bobby and his personal vengeful demons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, Dean ends up being confronted by Meg Masters. Only she doesn't look like the Meg we remember. Her vengeful ghost tells us this is the way she looked before the demon ambushed her and forced her to dress like a hooker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250334047536301378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SNzu_6-KRUI/AAAAAAAAATY/-6ZS1bv7Qjo/s320/meg.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meg is pissed because she was inside her body the whole time, willing Dean to hear her, but of course he couldn't. After they expelled the demon using her body, and her family saw her in the morgue broken and dead, her baby sister who idolized her committed suicide. So now Meg is back to even the score. As Meg is spilling her guts, and coincidentally kicking Dean in his, Dean is truly and visibly remorseful he couldn't do more to save her. It was very touching and moving. Good job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we find out Bobby has a ghost proof panic room. It's 100% iron, and the walls are coated in salt. There is an opening in the ceiling and the light hitting the fan projects a Devil's Trap on the ground. Good job Bobby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blah blah blah, we find out all these ghosts are back because it's one of the seals of the Apocalypse, The Rising Of The Witnesses. Apparently, a very powerful demon has broken one of the seals to start the Apocalypse. And once all 66 seals are broken, Lucifer walks free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also find out, thanks to the vengeful spirit of Agent Hendrickson, when Lilith took out the police station after the Winchester's escaped, it wasn't in a blaze of white light, in the blink of an eye. Lilith took her sweet time, playing with them, for 45 minutes. Hendrickson was the last to die, so he got to watch the virgin get her skin peeled from her piece by piece. I'd be vengeful, too, if I had to watch that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250339333929598850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SNzzzoUif4I/AAAAAAAAATo/YW6fqWWx4ps/s320/hendrickson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, they free the spirits, yay for them. Of course, Sam doesn't use his freaky powers, which I was waiting for. Boo for you, Sam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the angel visits Dean while Sam was sleeping. Of course he goes into this long rant about where were you and why doesn't God care and help, blah blah blah. Very irritating. But, we do learn it's Lilith opening the seals. Dun dun dun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sooooo..... I give this episode a B. There were moments I enjoyed, but for the most part it didn't captivate me. I hope next week's is better. And I'll probably be recording that and watching it Friday. Later, heffas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-2082286722436719917?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/2082286722436719917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=2082286722436719917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2082286722436719917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2082286722436719917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/supernatural-review.html' title='Supernatural Review'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SNzziOKuQQI/AAAAAAAAATg/EexomsPsRsk/s72-c/dean-sam-supernatural.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-6009971387812850061</id><published>2008-09-26T07:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T07:28:55.480-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political corner'/><title type='text'>Political Corner</title><content type='html'>Ok, by now ya'll know I am not real political savvy. But I feel the need to address the move pulled by McCain this week. I myself didn't understand exactly what was happening, so I had to ask some questions. The other day, Senator John McCain &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=95043888"&gt;suspended his campaign&lt;/a&gt; and urged Obama to postpone the debate scheduled for today. Apparently, due to the financial ridiculousness that manifested itself Monday, McCain thought he he should go to DC immediately and help Congress decided if those companies should get the multi million dollar bail out plan proposed by our resident Idiot-In-Chief, George Dubbya. The response from Congress? "We don't need you. You don't even vote on anything that would make a difference."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barack Obama has come out and said the American people need to know what their future President is going to do about this situation, and postponing the debate is not in the best interest of the American people. I completely agree. Not only that, the date McCain proposed to have the debate is the same day of the vice presidential debate. So, it seems like the Republican party is trying to shield Sarah Palin once again. McCain realized Obama's numbers were up and decided doing this debate was not in his best interest. The Republican party is trying to pull the okey doke on the American people. People, we can not have this man in office. Spread the word, make sure all your friends are registered to vote. The deadlines are approaching quickly. Do your part to get Obama in office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newsday.com/news/printedition/nation/ny-usdeba255856893sep25,0,6160527.story"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OBAMA IN '08! YES WE CAN!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-6009971387812850061?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/6009971387812850061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=6009971387812850061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/6009971387812850061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/6009971387812850061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/political-corner_26.html' title='Political Corner'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-704353776548872839</id><published>2008-09-26T06:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T07:03:41.019-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orlando bloom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pirates of the caribbean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='johnny depp'/><title type='text'>Pirates of the Caribbean 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/PE/867094~Pirates-Of-The-Caribbean-At-Worlds-End-Captain-Jack-Sparrow-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/PE/867094~Pirates-Of-The-Caribbean-At-Worlds-End-Captain-Jack-Sparrow-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The rumors are true, ya'll. There is going to be a Pirates 4! It has been confirmed Johnny Depp will be back to play Captain Jack Sparrow. Will and Elizabeth, however, are being written out. Nooooo! I am so not happy about this. Yes, I can do without Elizabeth kissing on my Orli, but Pirates with no Orli? What the hell, man! Yes, JD is scrumptious as Captain Jack Sparrow, but did you see Will with his shirt all open and his scar at the end of P3? *swoons* I'm going to go and pout now. In fact, I refuse to say anything else. If you want more details, hit the source link. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.playdo.com/1016/miss_princess_love/tabimages/lgfp1785+orlando-bloom-is-will-turner-pirates-of-the-caribbean-3-at-worlds-end-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I LOVE ORLI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinemablend.com/new/Scoop-Pirates-Of-The-Caribbean-4-Details-5506.html"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-704353776548872839?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/704353776548872839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=704353776548872839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/704353776548872839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/704353776548872839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/pirates-of-caribbean-4.html' title='Pirates of the Caribbean 4'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-1736734950967078916</id><published>2008-09-25T09:41:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T09:56:52.936-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what in the hell'/><title type='text'>What In The Hell?</title><content type='html'>Omg, I can't stop laughing, even though I know deep down this has got to SUCK! (Well, aint no sucking going on anymore! Hahahahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so this guy goes to the doctor to have a circumcision. When he wakes up, HIS ENTIRE PENIS IS GONE! The doctor found cancer and amputated the whole thing. So Mr. Philip Seaton is suing him because he "has suffered mental anguish, pain, and has lost the enjoyment of life." Uh, you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dying to know his exact train of thought. As he's coming out of the anesthesia, is he thinking, 'It's so cold in here my sausage has shriveled right up. Wait a minute. It's not that damn cold! Where the hell is my dick!' Did the doctor take just the dick and leave the balls? I mean, what in the hell? I knew men could get testicular cancer, but I've never heard of cancer of the penis. I feel sorry for the dude, but I just can't stop laughing! Maybe it's cuz I'm a woman, and can't comprehend the loss of a penis. If I was his wife, though, I'd be mad as hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wlky.com/health/17550187/detail.html"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-1736734950967078916?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/1736734950967078916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=1736734950967078916&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1736734950967078916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1736734950967078916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-in-hell_25.html' title='What In The Hell?'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-8593593428279900960</id><published>2008-09-24T10:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T10:20:02.410-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clay aiken'/><title type='text'>Clay Aiken Is Out Da Closet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://gaysocialites.com/photos/clayaikencomesoutgay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://gaysocialites.com/photos/clayaikencomesoutgay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hahahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;. Excuse me let, let me catch my breath. Clay Aiken has come out of the closet. But that's not why I'm laughing. I'm laughing because he really thought no one knew. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;! Clay, boo boo, you weren't trapped in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; closet. You were trapped in DENIAL! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;a href="http://ap.google.com/article/ALeqM5h88VUqAk-dW1JWAbdV4iCWFsNDcQD93D3O300"&gt;And your mother was shocked&lt;/a&gt;? Boo boo, she was shocked because you thought she didn't already know! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;, this is too damn funny! Anyway, Clay, congrats for finally telling yourself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; truth. Oh man, who knew you were a comedian, too?  Oh, Clay, you slay me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-8593593428279900960?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/8593593428279900960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=8593593428279900960&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/8593593428279900960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/8593593428279900960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/clay-aiken-is-out-da-closet.html' title='Clay Aiken Is Out Da Closet'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-670082558058712230</id><published>2008-09-24T10:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T10:11:42.530-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political corner'/><title type='text'>Political Corner</title><content type='html'>I got this in an e-mail and it's good info to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;URGENT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, please, please advise everyone you know&lt;br /&gt;that they absolutely can NOT go to the polls wearing any Obama (or whoever you&lt;br /&gt;are voting for) shirts, pins, hats, etc. It is AGAINST THE LAW and will be&lt;br /&gt;grounds to have the polling officials to turn you away. This is considered&lt;br /&gt;campaigning and no one can campaign within X amount of feet of the polls. They&lt;br /&gt;are counting on us being overly excited and not being aware of this long&lt;br /&gt;standing law that you can bet will be ENFORCED THIS YEAR!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are banking that if you are turned away, you will not go home and&lt;br /&gt;change your clothes and return to the polls to vote. Please just don't wear ANY&lt;br /&gt;gear of any sorts to the polls! Please share this information with as many&lt;br /&gt;people as you can. If you are already aware of this, please don't take it as&lt;br /&gt;insulting your intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day and see you at the polls on&lt;br /&gt;November 4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better believe they are going to pull out all the stops to keep Obama out of office.  Pass this info along to as many people as you can.  And don't forget to vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YES WE CAN!  OBAMA IN '08!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-670082558058712230?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/670082558058712230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=670082558058712230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/670082558058712230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/670082558058712230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/political-corner_24.html' title='Political Corner'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-7332001914054548584</id><published>2008-09-24T07:30:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T07:40:33.910-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what in the hell'/><title type='text'>What In The Hell?</title><content type='html'>I recently found a new blog totally devoted to clowning people who go out dressed like idiots and I love it. &lt;a href="http://youknowyoudeadazzwrong.blogspot.com/"&gt;You Know You Dead &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Azz&lt;/span&gt; Wrong!&lt;/a&gt; has me laughing so damn hard my co-workers think I'm insane. But, it has brought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; to my attention I can no longer ignore. Since when did it become &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; to go to the club in body paint/ liquid latex??? I'm not sure which one it is, but what the hell man?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SNolwRmCbSI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Aamo7dCfbPc/s1600-h/latex2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249549826940628258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SNolwRmCbSI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Aamo7dCfbPc/s320/latex2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SNolqmqMG8I/AAAAAAAAATI/_1MTRxaAdPg/s1600-h/latex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249549729515969474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SNolqmqMG8I/AAAAAAAAATI/_1MTRxaAdPg/s320/latex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear to God if I see one more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;heffa&lt;/span&gt; with a painted on shirt, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ima&lt;/span&gt; personally fly to their city and WHOOP THEY ASS! Bitch, this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;shyt&lt;/span&gt; is not cute! And you on the left, you didn't have to paint "HO" on yourself; trust me, boo boo, I bet they already knew. And if they didn't know, it was more than apparent when yo ass sat down in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; corner and let some dude paint a shirt on you! I'm too through. I suggest we all band together to form &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; Ho Patrol. Basically, we patrol the world to let bitches like this know, Sit Yo Ass Down, Ho! Who's with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-7332001914054548584?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/7332001914054548584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=7332001914054548584&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/7332001914054548584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/7332001914054548584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-in-hell_24.html' title='What In The Hell?'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SNolwRmCbSI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Aamo7dCfbPc/s72-c/latex2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-1510432158658333526</id><published>2008-09-24T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T06:00:01.470-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video clips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hump day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jamie foxx'/><title type='text'>Hump Day!!!</title><content type='html'>I know I've been slipping on my Hump Day posts, so here is one of my favorites: Jamie Foxx talking about meeting Prince. Enjoy, heffas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k3hKj6S5gPaurFleFU" width="420" height="339" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-1510432158658333526?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/1510432158658333526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=1510432158658333526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1510432158658333526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1510432158658333526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/hump-day_24.html' title='Hump Day!!!'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-4022939741032398080</id><published>2008-09-23T07:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T08:50:46.458-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanaa lathan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tyler perry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the family that preys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video clips'/><title type='text'>Movie Review</title><content type='html'>So, Mr. D made up for being an idiot last week. You all know how much he hates Tyler Perry. So when &lt;em&gt;The Family That Preys&lt;/em&gt; came out, I just knew he wouldn't take me. Hell, I even &lt;a href="http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/cant-hardly-wait.html"&gt;tried to get a date&lt;/a&gt;, remember? Well, I managed to forget about the movie. The county fair was last week. So Saturday morning, I'm like "Babe, maybe we should go to the fair." And he's like, "Ok, you finish breakfast, Ima run to the store and Ima bring you something back, too." So I finish breakfast, take a shower, and almost fall asleep in front of the TV waiting for him to come back. We eat, I twist his hair, and around 4 he's like, "Let's go to the fair". I'm thinkin, 'Oh, shyt, we're still going?' We get in the car, and he's like "I left the change in the center console. Can you get it for me?" I open and it and what do I see? Two tickets to Tyler Perry for the 4:10 show. The man is a sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we're watching the previews, and Mr. D points out there are no action previews. It's mostly drama, the sappy stuff. In other words, he feels TP is setting women up to be sad. Shut up, Mr. D. You're spoiling it. But I love you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I will not give away too much of the movie. But I have got to say it was FANTASTIC! Alfre Woodard and Kathy Bates do a wonderful job as two women from very different lifestyles that have managed to be the best of friends. It was completely believable and very moving. And even though I hate to admit it, TP, even with his mini fro and scruffy face, still manages to come off as effeminate. There, Mr. D, you happy? Tyler Perry is a tooty fruity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanaa Lathan was AWESOME! I didn't really appreciate one of my favorite actresses play such a bitch, but she played the hell out of that role! From her very first scene, she was a bitch. How you gonna be talkin shyt about a woman payin for your entire damn wedding? And then at your reception, how you gonna be givin another man the googly eyes with your new husband standing next to you? And the poor dummy didn't even pick up on it. You dumb ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanaa Lathan as Andrea is a truly ruthless bitch. She is constantly putting her husband down and telling him he will never be William Cartwright, and the fool takes it. At one point she tells Ben (TP) the same thing, and he tells her, "Look here, I don't wanna be no damn William Cartwright!" And I'm like, 'It's about damn time somebody said it!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**SPOILER ALERT!** &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I in no way condone this, but bitch deserved it. So, Andrea and Chris are arguing in the family diner, in front of erbody and them, and Andrea is punking the hell out of him. Ben finally drops the bomb that errbody, and I do mean ERRBODY, but Chris knows Andrea is fuckin &lt;em&gt;William Cartwright&lt;/em&gt;. So Chris is like, is this true? And she's like he's my man. And he says but we have a son. And SHE says, "&lt;em&gt;My&lt;/em&gt; son is Cartwright." Chris turns his head away, then back hand slaps the bitch across a counter! I mean this bitch flew over the counter and onto the floor! She got hit harder than ol' girl in &lt;em&gt;Family Reunion the movie&lt;/em&gt;, but trust me, even the white people in the theater was like "It's about damn time!" I mean, Andrea is really that much of a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I really didn't want to give away too much, but damn! They built up to that perfectly, and you really don't expect Chris' soft ass to do that. However, it did bring up a topic of discussion for me and Mr. D. Andrea didn't respect her husband because she made more money than him. He had a respectable job, she just made more money. So the bitch started a 5 year affair with a man she felt was better and also used him to try and get to the top. And the stupid bitch thought he would leave his wife and child and marry her. Sistas, why do we constantly dog out perfectly good brothers and think the dude you are cheating with is going to wife you? He don't even respect you! Why do you think the only time you spend together is in the hotel room? Shyt like that turns good men into bitter men who no longer respect the rest of us because of your trifling ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin Givens is also in here and does a beautiful job as a sista who &lt;em&gt;worked&lt;/em&gt; her way to the top instead of laying on her back like Andrea. She also put Andrea in her place, but of course the bitch is too full of herself to realize the truth Robin's character is spitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've given away too much already. I felt this movie broke away from Tyler's usual pattern, but of course Mr. D didn't. He did, however, admit he&lt;em&gt; kinda&lt;/em&gt; liked it. Whatever. I give the movie an A+, and it's one I want to watch again. Oh, and yes, he did manage to fit a church scene in the chaos. The movie possibly could have done without, but it served a purpose. Go see the movie, heffas! You'll love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and since we didn't see it opening weekend, we didn't see the preview for &lt;em&gt;Madea Goes To Jail&lt;/em&gt;, so for those of you who did, I DON'T LIKE YOU. Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="efp" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://www.spike.com/efp" width="448" height="365" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" flashvars="flvbaseclip=3005089&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-4022939741032398080?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/4022939741032398080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=4022939741032398080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/4022939741032398080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/4022939741032398080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/movie-review.html' title='Movie Review'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-1256348135906191916</id><published>2008-09-23T07:03:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T08:54:11.320-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity marriages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='niecy nash'/><title type='text'>Celebrity Women Have Gone Mad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.eonline.com/eol_images/Entire_Site/20071128/293.nash.niecy.112807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://images.eonline.com/eol_images/Entire_Site/20071128/293.nash.niecy.112807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poptower.com/images/db/613/420/300/randy-wood-ritchwood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.poptower.com/images/db/613/420/300/randy-wood-ritchwood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poptower.com/images/db/613/420/300/randy-wood-ritchwood.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I'm gonna have to ask the heffas of the world to STOP GOING AFTER NEW YORK'S LEFTOVERS!!!! What is wrong with you celebrity women? I know I &lt;a href="http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/j-hud-is-engaged-to-punk.html"&gt;gave J Hud a pass&lt;/a&gt;, even though I did slightly dog her, but only because she got Punk, and even I was drooling over him during I Love New York. I mean, the man is fiyone, even if some of ya'll think he's on the DL. But now, now Niecy Nash done gone and got herself engaged to Wood. My first question was who? I don't even remember no damn Wood on EITHER season. So, I hit up Wikipedia. Apparently, this mofo was the winner of Mr. Romance in 2005. Remember, that reality show with Fabio? Of course you don't. Neither do I. And you know why I don't remember him from ILNY? Because he was eliminated Season 1 Episode 1. So maybe, MAYBE Niecy Nash can get a pass because he never actually got a chance to tongue New York down. But damnit, if I hear of one more reality show reject hooking up with a real celeb (Mr Boston dating Punkin DOES NOT COUNT; two rejects dating each other is totally irrelevant), I am gonna start my own reality show called "Who Not To Date If Yo Ass Is Famous! Duh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I guess I show offer my congrats, but I'm SERIOUSLY not feeling this dude. Couldn't she have picked a cute reject, like J Hud? But she's the one who has to look at this troll for the rest of her life, not me, so I say congrats. I just can't see him being a cover model, unless it's Troll Illustrated. Later, heffas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-1256348135906191916?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/1256348135906191916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=1256348135906191916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1256348135906191916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1256348135906191916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/celebrity-women-have-gone-mad.html' title='Celebrity Women Have Gone Mad'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-5347138392275157143</id><published>2008-09-22T14:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T14:37:56.720-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='r kelly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video clips'/><title type='text'>This Is How It Shoulda Went Down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed &gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshhTS92Oyvty5t637AB" /&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshhTS92Oyvty5t637AB" quality="high" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullscreen="true" width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; "&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-5347138392275157143?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/5347138392275157143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=5347138392275157143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/5347138392275157143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/5347138392275157143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='This Is How It Shoulda Went Down...'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-6127834344974157411</id><published>2008-09-19T13:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T14:17:31.883-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='r kelly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video clips'/><title type='text'>Thank God Somebody's Got Balls!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I know I have been known to &lt;a href="http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/search/label/detroit"&gt;talk shyt about Detroit&lt;/a&gt; from time to time, but it's all in fun to get on my neighbor's nerves. That being said, I am nowhere near above calling out my own damn city and it's residents. And Kells has been pissing me off for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that fool finally went to trial after years of getting it delayed, I wanted to move back to the Chi just so I could pull jury duty. And when they announced his acquittal on the radio, I damn near crashed my car. We all know R. Kelly is guilty. We saw the damn tape. We saw him answer when his name was called mid stroke. And the jury knew it, too. But because the damn girl was paid so well, they couldn't prove she was underage, and therefore could not convict him on child pornography charges. By the way, I heard he threw his acquittal celebration party at Chuck E. Cheese's on the South Side. I'm just sayin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on that day, I vowed to never buy another R. Kelly song, and change the channel every time one came on. The dj's of the world, however, made no such vow. So what, I can be my own damn army of 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Kells took his dumb ass on BET. Mistake #1. Most people would probably think Black Entertainment Television would be the perfect forum for his first interview since the trial. But we all know damn well what BET has become over the years. And for those of you who need a refresher, click &lt;a href="http://yeahisaiditandwhat.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Boondocks"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when asked if he like teenage girls, instead of flat out saying no (which we all know is a lie), this golden shower lovin muthaf'er asks the interviewer to define teenager. Robert Kelly, what in the hell, man? Are you for real? Did the same person who wrote Sarah Palin's speech coach you here? That right there solidly reinforced my belief that he is a dirty pedophile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the next couple of days, every radio station was blasting him because of that interview. But still, no one decided to stop playing him. And then we finally get &lt;a href="http://www.livesteez.com/videos/watch/6Eyrnv4"&gt;DJ Flex standing up and refusing to endorse Kells anymore&lt;/a&gt;. This is the shyt I've been waiting for. R Kelly may be a musical genius, but he is a dirty, dirty man. I've got 14 year old cousins. 14 year olds shouldn't be having sex with each other, let alone some 40 year old man. And even though 19 is legal, I damn sure don't believe 19 is his starting age. Seriously, what does a 40 year old and a 19 year old talk about? I can barely talk to my sister that long, and I'm only 6 years older than her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, R Kelly is nasty, and I hope parents will keep their kids away from him. I also hope radio stations will stop playing his shit. Like Flex said, the only reason he felt secure in doing this is because we keep supporting him and he got away with that bullshyt. SMDH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-6127834344974157411?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/6127834344974157411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=6127834344974157411&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/6127834344974157411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/6127834344974157411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/thank-god-somebodys-got-balls.html' title='Thank God Somebody&apos;s Got Balls!'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-4921253154383141639</id><published>2008-09-19T13:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T13:35:46.766-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100th post'/><title type='text'>OMG, 100 already?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Obviously I have too much shyt going on in my head. This is my 100th post and I've only been blogging a little over a month, I think. Anyway, I decided to do something different for this post and let ya'll know more about me. Soooooo, here I go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- On my mother's side, I am the oldest of 4 kids. I have 2 brothers and a sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- On my father's side, I am the oldest girl and the second oldest child. All together, my father has 11 kids (that we know of, lol).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I have 3 middle names. The third one is simply M. (that period is on my birth certificate, swear to god)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- My niece's name starts with P, just like mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I want to be a psychiatrist and open my own clinic specializing in military families and underprivileged kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I love to write, especially poems. I think I just like having an audience without actually having to be in front of one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- When I was in the Navy, I used to work on F/A-18C. I had to get on top of the planes to check for missing screws and stuff. I am so terrified of heights, the first 3 months I would crawl on my hands and knees on the wings. The people I worked with thought it was hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247787301909040738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SNPiv0MYDmI/AAAAAAAAATA/T-_oMAMCP94/s400/plane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, heffas, that's enough for now! Ooooh, just one more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I call people "heffa" cuz my mama used to tease me about being chubby when I was a kid. It hurt my feelings, so I took it and turned it into a positive thing, and I call my friends heffa instead of bitch, cuz I really didn't curse that much before I joined the Navy. It's a term of endearment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now you know more about me AND one of my favorite terms. Hope you enjoyed this peek into Miss P's life! If you wanna know more, just ask. I'm in a giving mood today. Later, heffas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-4921253154383141639?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/4921253154383141639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=4921253154383141639&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/4921253154383141639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/4921253154383141639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/omg-100-already.html' title='OMG, 100 already?'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SNPiv0MYDmI/AAAAAAAAATA/T-_oMAMCP94/s72-c/plane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-3916578229733992001</id><published>2008-09-19T13:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T14:23:41.861-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='j hud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity marriages'/><title type='text'>I Am SO Checking For J Hud's Album!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SNPbvn9LdSI/AAAAAAAAAS4/h3aqgqGk0WM/s1600-h/j.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247779602042680610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SNPbvn9LdSI/AAAAAAAAAS4/h3aqgqGk0WM/s400/j.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya'll already know I love the hell out of some J Hud. Hell, I even forgave her for dumping her long time boo to &lt;a href="http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/j-hud-is-engaged-to-punk.html"&gt;chase after New York's sloppy seconds&lt;/a&gt;, fine as he is. But I digress. Another song from her album has been leaked. Ya'll gotta check this shyt out. I am LOVIN her Chi town accent coming out strong in the phone convo intro. I am SO buying this album!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/189895802ee812a3/"&gt;I'm His Only Woman&lt;/a&gt;- Jennifer Hudson featuring Fantasia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-3916578229733992001?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/3916578229733992001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=3916578229733992001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/3916578229733992001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/3916578229733992001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-so-checking-for-j-huds-album.html' title='I Am SO Checking For J Hud&apos;s Album!'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SNPbvn9LdSI/AAAAAAAAAS4/h3aqgqGk0WM/s72-c/j.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-4568388785418827288</id><published>2008-09-19T10:42:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T11:46:23.778-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='supernatural'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV reviews'/><title type='text'>Supernatural Season Premiere</title><content type='html'>Ok, so Mr. D turned me on to Supernatural and I love it. We've spent the last 2 months catching up on season 1- 3 and finished just in time to watch the premiere last night. I am a Charmed fanatic, and this show isn't on the same level, but it is a nice replacement. And no, I am still not over Charmed ending. Anyway, the premiere last night was pretty good. And I am so proud of myself; I didn't spoil it for myself by looking it up on Wikipedia first. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First and foremost, I'm not feeling the new Supernatural sign. It might grow on me, though. Anyway, here we go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, at the end of Season 3, Lilith let the hell hounds loose on Dean and he was sent to hell. She tried to kill Sam, but for whatever reason, she couldn't. Last night, Dean awakens in his coffin, and climbs his way out. We have no idea how he got out, but he decides to go find Sam and Bobby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247758748673370082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SNPIxzGf5-I/AAAAAAAAASw/PnLdybifeD8/s320/dean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Immediately I have an issue. Hunters don't bury their dead, they salt and burn them. The boys did this with their dad; the black chick with the English accent did this with her husband. So now I got the crooked eye going on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(After watching 3 seasons on DVD, it was hard to go back to commercial breaks. But, we solved that by pressing pause on the DVR, fixing a plate of food, and from that point on we fast forwarded through commercials. Yay for technology!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fast forward a few scenes. Dean and Bobby track Sam down. A girl answers the door in her draws. Sammy comes into the room. Sammy is finally getting him some cooch! It's about damn time! And when the girl is leaving, he calls her by the wrong name, and she corrects him, and Sam is like, yeah, that's what I meant. Since when did Sam turn into Dean? Guess his habits finally rubbed off on Sam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Almost forgot. Bobby explained why Dean was buried. Sam wanted him to have a body when he brought him back. Only problem was, Sam didn't bring him back. And Dean has a hand print burned into his shoulder. Ooooh, dun dun dun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Omg, that was so funny when they got into the Impala and Sam had an IPod in there. The look on Dean's face was classic. And when that music started playing, and he was like "Really?" lmao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The scene where the physic's eyes burned out. That was nasty as hell. Enough said there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247755469804828498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SNPFy8XUd1I/AAAAAAAAASY/fgxA1Rs_yWg/s320/lazarus6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When Sam walked into the diner and the guy was dead, Mr. D said it reminded him of the last diner when yellow eyes abducted Sam. Nope, yellow eyes is dead! Oh, Mr. D, when will you learn to leave the predictions to me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I absolutely DO NOT like this new actress they have playing Ruby. I want the blond chick back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247758064530865282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SNPIJ-eNvII/AAAAAAAAASg/9o8COjrdnyM/s320/ruby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New Ruby: I don't even like this heffa's VOICE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247754457524400210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SNPE4BU28FI/AAAAAAAAASI/y1wrWe1pTho/s320/800px-Ruby_Supernatural.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bring back the old Ruby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I totally called it on this last scene. The bunker or whatever the hell it was, was completely covered in Devil's traps from every faith. When dude walked right over them, I knew right then and there he was an angel. And him being invincible to the silver knife clinched it way before he told Dean he was an angel and God decreed he be pulled from the pit cuz he had work to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and did ya'll peep Sam using his psychic powers to pull the demon out of that one girl? Sam has been playing with his powers! And lying to Dean all willy nilly. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Seriously, though, I wonder what else he's learned to do in the 4 months Dean was dead?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247758457175029858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SNPIg1L4OGI/AAAAAAAAASo/7e7xXgEocSI/s320/bad+sammy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, I was very satisfied with this episode. And the rumors are this season will clear up how their mother knew ol' yellow eyes. I can't wait for next week, but I hope they give it an earlier time slot. A bitch has got to get her beauty sleep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Season 4 Episode 1, you get an A for a job well done. Later, heffas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-4568388785418827288?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/4568388785418827288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=4568388785418827288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/4568388785418827288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/4568388785418827288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/supernatural-season-premiere.html' title='Supernatural Season Premiere'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SNPIxzGf5-I/AAAAAAAAASw/PnLdybifeD8/s72-c/dean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-5464267274958683652</id><published>2008-09-18T06:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T07:16:56.387-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='supernatural'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my mama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greiving'/><title type='text'>Just Listen</title><content type='html'>So last night, me and Mr. D were finishing season 3 of Supernatural so we would be all caught up for the season 4 premiere tonight.  **If you don't know what happens at the end of season 3 and don't wanna know yet, STOP READING!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at the end, I'm sitting on the couch silently crying.  He looks over at me, and he's like "Why are you crying?"  He starts hugging me and keeps asking me that.  So, I finally tell him cuz Dean died.  Then he's all like you were just watching TV, it's just a TV show, wth?  So I'm like, dude, I just spent 3 seasons watching Dean and Sam get closer as brothers, and now I just watched Sam watch his brother get killed, on the 17th AND it's the first day of my period!  You better back up!  I mean, come on now.  Let's think about what we already know about me.  I am, for lack of a better word, a crybaby.  I cry at the sappy stuff.  I cried when Mufasa died, and if I watched it again today, I'd probably STILL cry.  I'm an over emotional Pisces.  And when I realized my period was going to come on the 17th, I warned him I would be weepy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know men and women grieve in different ways.  Yesterday was a very weepy day for me.  I was crying as I posted that poem, which, by the way, is the poem I wrote for my mother's obituary.  I cried when I watched the Mama video.  And I cried when I forced myself to take my mother's picture off my computer's desktop background.  It's only been 2 months, but damnit, I am doing my best to cope.  So what if I cry every now and then?  And I was silently crying; it's not like I threw myself on you and started bawling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not writing this just to vent.  I wanna give people a little insight.  Learning to deal with the death of a loved one is a difficult process.  Everyone handles it differently.  Mr. D and my mother weren't that close, but he was in the hospital room with me while I held her hand until she passed.  It was hard for him to watch, but it was even harder to watch me.  And I know he's having a hard time, and has no idea how to help me cope.  So, I very rarely speak on it.  But if you really wanna help someone who is grieving, listen.  Just listen.  Let them talk about whatever they wanna talk about.  20 times a day, I find myself remembering some small detail about my mother that makes me smile, and sharing it with someone really helps.  It's not me trying to keep myself depressed; it's my way of keeping her memory alive.  If that person needs to cry, offer them a tissue and your shoulder.  Sometimes people, women especially, just need to cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging helps me cope.  I have been going back and forth; one minute I can accept her passing, the next I'm in denial.  But with these posts I keep doing on my mother, I think I'm accepting it.  It took me a month to tell people who didn't already know that she was gone.  And even still, I found it hard to associate her with death, passing, etc.  But it's getting a little easier with every word I write about her.  And you know what?  I haven't cried once while writing this post.  I call that progress, don't you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-5464267274958683652?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/5464267274958683652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=5464267274958683652&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/5464267274958683652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/5464267274958683652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-listen.html' title='Just Listen'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-5094198597779756273</id><published>2008-09-17T13:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T13:15:01.079-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry corner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my mama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIP'/><title type='text'>To My Mama</title><content type='html'>Broken Thoughts (Straight From the Heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They always say&lt;br /&gt;No one will ever love you&lt;br /&gt;like your mother&lt;br /&gt;That must be because&lt;br /&gt;there will never be another&lt;br /&gt;like you.&lt;br /&gt;The first beat we ever learned&lt;br /&gt;was the rhythm of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;The first sound we ever heard&lt;br /&gt;was the twinkle of your laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Your smile that lit the room,&lt;br /&gt;your voice that calmed our fears.&lt;br /&gt;You dried our tears&lt;br /&gt;when we were sad.&lt;br /&gt;You held us close&lt;br /&gt;when we were scared,&lt;br /&gt;cried tears of joy&lt;br /&gt;when we came into our own.&lt;br /&gt;That special way&lt;br /&gt;you used to say "OKAY!"&lt;br /&gt;You were our protector, teacher, mother&lt;br /&gt;No one will replace you in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;For as long as we have our memories&lt;br /&gt;We're never far apart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-5094198597779756273?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/5094198597779756273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=5094198597779756273&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/5094198597779756273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/5094198597779756273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-my-mama.html' title='To My Mama'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-4892916663219644362</id><published>2008-09-17T11:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T11:55:10.920-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video clips'/><title type='text'>Go Hug Your Mama</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k4INav1pMzAfaG1Kec" width="320" height="256" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-4892916663219644362?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/4892916663219644362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=4892916663219644362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/4892916663219644362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/4892916663219644362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/go-hug-your-mama.html' title='Go Hug Your Mama'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-8180607484822710475</id><published>2008-09-15T07:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T11:38:11.934-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pootie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='j hud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video clips'/><title type='text'>J Hud Is Engaged To Punk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SM5JCWrD7tI/AAAAAAAAAR4/9Ly-YngjVlM/s1600-h/jenniferdavid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246210920727965394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SM5JCWrD7tI/AAAAAAAAAR4/9Ly-YngjVlM/s400/jenniferdavid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt; know I got love for J &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hud&lt;/span&gt;. And I also love the hell out of Punk. So when I heard the rumors of them dating, it didn't bother me, but I also didn't believe it. I just chalked it up to two Chicagoans who have recently found fame and built a friendship around it. When Jen hit the scene, she had a boyfriend from the Chi and they had been dating since high school. But now, everyone is saying Jen and Punk are engaged, he proposed to her on her 27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday. What happened to the hometown boyfriend? I was rooting for them. I was hoping she wouldn't drop him after the Oscar. Guess that was silly of me, huh? Anyway, if this is true, I hope they can make it work. Everybody deserves love. And Punk is so damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;swole&lt;/span&gt;! Look at all those fucking muscles! And he is a Harvard grad, a freaking lawyer. I never could figure out what the hell he was doing chasing after New York. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ooooooohhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;, I just wanna lay on his chest! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lawd&lt;/span&gt; have mercy! They make a hot couple. But J &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hud&lt;/span&gt; is lucky, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; if I had met him first, he'd be like 'J who?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;** Click &lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/186680921152ed9d/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for J Hud's new single Pocketbook ft Ludacris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know this video is kinda off topic, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;thinkin&lt;/span&gt; bout I Love New York and contestants from Chicago reminded me of this and it STILL cracks me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k2iYdcUZBGn6pJb1V3" width="320" height="256" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;, after this show, my girl was in the club and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Pootie&lt;/span&gt; was hitting on her but she didn't know who the hell he was and wouldn't give him no play. So when he walked away, her friends were like, 'Girl, that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Pootie&lt;/span&gt;!' And she was like '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Pootie&lt;/span&gt; Tang?' 'No, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Pootie&lt;/span&gt; who went crazy on I Love New York and threw himself down the stairs! He crazy girl!' So when she told me I sent her this video, and she was like 'I'm SO glad I blew him off!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-8180607484822710475?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/8180607484822710475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=8180607484822710475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/8180607484822710475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/8180607484822710475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/j-hud-is-engaged-to-punk.html' title='J Hud Is Engaged To Punk'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SM5JCWrD7tI/AAAAAAAAAR4/9Ly-YngjVlM/s72-c/jenniferdavid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-4495124834471217534</id><published>2008-09-12T07:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T07:34:50.626-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serena williams'/><title type='text'>That's Gotta Be A BIG Tattoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Did ya'll hear Serena Williams got Common's name tattooed on her ass? That's a lot of territory to cover! I'm not hatin, I got a Serena size booty my damn self, so I know it's gotta be big to be seen. But then again, I'm not sure I believe this. Serena is just as famous for her derriere as she is for her tennis. Plus, a tat is pretty much permanent. I mean, who wants to have laser surgery removal on their ass? So why would you put a tat on it you might regret later? I love Mr. D to death, but in order for me to even consider, we would def have to be married first, and that's only for me to consider it. What do ya'll think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245096813215140962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMpTwww4zGI/AAAAAAAAARw/kdeQyeFeCRA/s400/serena.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-4495124834471217534?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/4495124834471217534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=4495124834471217534&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/4495124834471217534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/4495124834471217534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/thats-gotta-be-big-tattoo.html' title='That&apos;s Gotta Be A BIG Tattoo!'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMpTwww4zGI/AAAAAAAAARw/kdeQyeFeCRA/s72-c/serena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-1326827238950648152</id><published>2008-09-11T11:12:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T12:36:01.969-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='september 11th'/><title type='text'>Remembering September 11th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMlI6-6mM1I/AAAAAAAAARo/K6xHuTdl9Ws/s1600-h/candle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244803419208037202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMlI6-6mM1I/AAAAAAAAARo/K6xHuTdl9Ws/s400/candle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been 7 years since the September 11th attacks. So many people's lives were irrevocably changed that day. I was sitting in the MEPS station in Chicago waiting to go to boot camp, when they turned the TV's to the news. We all watched in horror as the towers fell. They then quietly got up and locked the doors. They didn't want all the kids from Chicago running to take a train back to the city. Everyone going to Navy boot camp was hastily sworn in, while all the other branches were taken back to the hotel since all flights had been canceled and there was no way for them to get to their bases. As I took my oath, I was scared out of my mind. Were we at war? Were there any survivors from the attacks? Were they gonna start attacking major cities? My whole family was in Chicago. I was completely freaking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day of boot camp I met 10 people who were from New York, and 2 with family members who worked in the Towers. One poor girl received word her father hadn't made it. In the wake of September 11, when we all thought it was a terrorist attack, seeing the pain of those affected, being afraid for my family, I never once questioned my decision to complete boot camp. I wanted justice for those families, for each and every American devastated by this tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have all been lied to over the past 7 years. And we were lied to once again March 19, 2003 when Bush used the Sept 11 attacks as a basis to go to war. So many lives were lost that day. Take a moment today to remember those we lost on that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-1326827238950648152?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/1326827238950648152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=1326827238950648152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1326827238950648152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1326827238950648152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/remembering-september-11th.html' title='Remembering September 11th'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMlI6-6mM1I/AAAAAAAAARo/K6xHuTdl9Ws/s72-c/candle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-7941850660452772160</id><published>2008-09-11T08:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T13:33:54.520-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what in the hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save da kids'/><title type='text'>What In The Hell?</title><content type='html'>People now-a-days are fucking crazy. Did ya'll hear about the principal who made his students look into a bag of human feces and urine? That is fucking disgusting. He said he was trying to prove a point because someone had been pissin and shittin on the floor and seats in the girl's bathroom. Now see, I can understand him being mad, I can understand the janitor being mad, too. That is some nasty and trifling shit. But he went too damn far. Everytime I read about some school official doing something crazy like this, it makes me wanna home school my kids, when I have them, of course. This is too nasty for words. Ewwwwww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080910/ap_on_fe_st/odd_feces_lesson"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-7941850660452772160?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/7941850660452772160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=7941850660452772160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/7941850660452772160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/7941850660452772160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-in-hell_11.html' title='What In The Hell?'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-2961501205064318712</id><published>2008-09-11T08:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T08:41:41.266-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='who cares?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bootz'/><title type='text'>Who Really Cares, But</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMkR7EXojyI/AAAAAAAAARg/8MGO_eDc-BY/s1600-h/Bootz7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244742947532476194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMkR7EXojyI/AAAAAAAAARg/8MGO_eDc-BY/s400/Bootz7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Larissa, aka Bootz, aka that loud, stank ass, obnoxious bitch from both Flavor of Love 2 and Charm School is supposedly 3 months pregnant and not married. Now, why do I bring up the lack of a husband? Well, because the whole reason Flav let her stank ass go is because she told him she was staying celibant until marriage. At the time, I thought to myself, 'liar, but good for you if it is true.' I did have a nagging thought at the back of my head though. I thought to myself maybe, just maybe, she couldn't stomach the thought of letting Flav's nasty ass hit it. And with this so-called "confirmed" pregnancy (supposedly she posted it on her Myspace), I am totally convinced she just didn't want Flav in her shyt. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I mean, really, if I was a dude and I saw you on TV all on Flav's dick, there would be no way in hell I would date you or fuck you. So maybe she was trying to ensure she could get some future dick, even though I still wouldn't smash cuz I saw her stick her tongue down his throat. That was absolutely nauseating. But, whatever, Bootz is pregnant. And I repeat again, who cares?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-2961501205064318712?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/2961501205064318712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=2961501205064318712&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2961501205064318712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2961501205064318712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-really-cares-but.html' title='Who Really Cares, But'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMkR7EXojyI/AAAAAAAAARg/8MGO_eDc-BY/s72-c/Bootz7.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-1335994432153221174</id><published>2008-09-10T13:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T13:46:42.414-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health corner'/><title type='text'>What's In Your Drink?</title><content type='html'>So, I was cruising the web and and found the list of the 20 most unhealthy drinks. I am now going to write all this down, so check it out yourself by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.menshealth.com/eatthis/Unhealthiest_Drinks_in_America/3_Worst_Smoothie.php"&gt;I Ain't Drinking That!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while you're at it, click &lt;a href="http://health.yahoo.com/experts/eatthis/13623/secrets-that-restaurants-dont-want-you-to-know"&gt;You Tricky Bastards&lt;/a&gt; to find out what your favorite restaurants are hiding from you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-1335994432153221174?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/1335994432153221174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=1335994432153221174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1335994432153221174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1335994432153221174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/whats-in-your-drink.html' title='What&apos;s In Your Drink?'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-944781041782832229</id><published>2008-09-10T12:56:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T13:42:19.992-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political corner'/><title type='text'>Political Corner</title><content type='html'>I am not going to go real deep into this, but most polls are reporting a drop in &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/politico/20080910/pl_politico/13317"&gt;Obama's numbers &lt;/a&gt;and a rise in McCain's every since McCain picked a woman for his running mate and Obama didn't. I said it before, and I'll say it again. It was a brilliant political strategy by an evil bastard out of touch with the American people. Now, that being said, not only am I extremely offended, but I am also fucking pissed off that Republicans think women are so fucking stupid and naive that we will be so upset Clinton isn't on the ticket we will jump on the McCain train. I know these "polls" are saying that is just the case, but really, where the fuck do they get their data from? I know I haven't been polled. I'm guessing those of you reading this haven't been polled either. I mean, come on, it was never about the Vice President. It has always been about the President, and Obama is still going to be President. Besides, I don't think I trust Ol' Pantsuit as VP, anyway. She might have "conveniently" arranged for BO to be in a fatal accident. No no no, we need to keep her ass as far away from the ticket as possible. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244446439758014466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMgEQC1WqAI/AAAAAAAAARI/1llXvZLFUMU/s400/McCainPalinButton.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;But let's just say some women Democrats have jumped ship just because McCain put a woman on the ticket. Are you heffas really that blind? dumb? easily manipulated? He's using you! Man, woman, or chimp on his ticket; black, white, or polka dotted, he is still the same McCain who is pretty much an older, crustier carbon copy of George Dubbya! I mean, come on now. You jumped ship cuz Hilary aint his VP pick. Excuse me, but didn't Hilary come out and endorse Obama? Do you really think when Hilary goes into that booth in November she's gonna be all 'I'll show him. Don't wanna pick me as VP, huh? Well I'm voting for McCain. Take that Obama!' No, you stupid bitches! She's not going to do that to her country, so why the hell are you? Are you really so hell bent on giving Republicans another 8 years to fuck up our country even worse than it already is just because there is a woman on their ticket? You are just as bad as the Republicans. Even Republicans know McCain is the worst Republican candidate in a long ass time! And I found this one blog that said exactly that, was written by a Republican, and added that the only reason they are supporting him is to keep a black man out of office! Look at the politics, people! Sarah Palin does not support sex education in schools and she also does not support a woman's right to choose. That alone doesn't scare you? McCain supported how many of Bush's policies? And even after we've lost so many soldiers, sailors, and marines on foreign soil, sent so many back broken and torn, ravaged American families far and wide, are you really gonna vote for them just because his VP is a &lt;em&gt;woman&lt;/em&gt;? Really, people? Really? I am too through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244446643951085634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMgEb7gxqEI/AAAAAAAAARY/BJfsd_WZP5o/s400/barack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-944781041782832229?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/944781041782832229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=944781041782832229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/944781041782832229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/944781041782832229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/political-corner_10.html' title='Political Corner'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMgEQC1WqAI/AAAAAAAAARI/1llXvZLFUMU/s72-c/McCainPalinButton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-6341843478698333289</id><published>2008-09-10T12:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T12:10:40.047-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='martin lawrence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video clips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hump day'/><title type='text'>Hump Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k2AWwUeBmTAj9nBFfJ" width="320" height="256" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It's hump day, heffas! And my job has been fuckin me all damn week! And I couldn't upload the video I wanted, so now I'm pissed. This is the only video that would work for me, so this is what you get.  Later, heffas. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-6341843478698333289?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/6341843478698333289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=6341843478698333289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/6341843478698333289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/6341843478698333289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/hump-day.html' title='Hump Day!!!'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-4782831260683428468</id><published>2008-09-10T10:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:00:21.988-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tameka foster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity marriages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='usher'/><title type='text'>Usher VI On The Way?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMfhAatYFnI/AAAAAAAAARA/MRkQEAlhspo/s1600-h/usher.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244407688382125682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMfhAatYFnI/AAAAAAAAARA/MRkQEAlhspo/s400/usher.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, have ya'll heard Usher and Tameka aka Jelly Belly are separated? I haven't really paid that much attention to the rumors cuz people have been saying that FOREVER. But now there are reports saying the couple is expecting their second child together. Lil Cinco aint even 1 yet. It kills me when women get pregnant before their child can reach their first birthday. If the rumors are true, I don't really believe the break up rumors cuz obviously they stay doing the dew and even though separated couples do still sometimes sleep together, most don't. Then again, Ursh did just rehire his mama, and we all know the drama that was reported between Tameka and Mama Ursh, so maybe him and wifey are on the outs. I was actually starting to root for them, though. He seemed like he really did love her, although he was getting on my damn nerves defending it to everyone. You aint gotta explain why you married the crazy lady! Just do you boo. Fuck everybody else. Anywho, congrats on the new baby. That's like, what baby #10 for Tameka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://concreteloop.com/2008/09/insiders-usher-and-tameka-expecting-baby-2"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-4782831260683428468?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/4782831260683428468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=4782831260683428468&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/4782831260683428468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/4782831260683428468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/usher-vi-on-way.html' title='Usher VI On The Way?'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMfhAatYFnI/AAAAAAAAARA/MRkQEAlhspo/s72-c/usher.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-3321143515284427160</id><published>2008-09-09T11:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:46:26.319-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='check them out'/><title type='text'>Check Them Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://concreteloop.com/2008/09/politics-obamas-muslim-faith-mccain-takes-5-point-lead-obama-responds-to-new-gop-ad-republicans-upset-with-oprah#more-31353"&gt;Political Roundup&lt;/a&gt;... Concrete Loop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogxilla.com/blog3/2008/09/10/the-black-virgin-records/?disqus_reply=2260697#comment-2260697"&gt;Remember Your First Time?&lt;/a&gt;... Blogxilla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-3321143515284427160?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/3321143515284427160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=3321143515284427160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/3321143515284427160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/3321143515284427160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/check-them-out_09.html' title='Check Them Out'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-5778293999935897978</id><published>2008-09-09T11:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T08:44:55.711-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanaa lathan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tyler perry'/><title type='text'>Can't Hardly Wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMaWCAC3ewI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/pczwCRiNWrw/s1600-h/tp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244043777235450626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMaWCAC3ewI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/pczwCRiNWrw/s400/tp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler Perry's new movie The Family That Prey's opens officially in theaters Friday. I can't wait to see this. However, if you've been paying attention, you know &lt;a href="http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/search/label/tyler%20perry"&gt;Mr. D hates TP&lt;/a&gt; with a passion. Oh yeah. Before I forget, Mr. D also feels his views weren't accurately portrayed in that post, so since I luv my boo so much, Ima write another post entirely from his POV. But I digress. My wifey in training, Sanaaa Latham is in this movie, so I HAVEto see it. That being said, I need a date, people. Mr. D has absolutely refused to go. Any takers?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-5778293999935897978?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/5778293999935897978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=5778293999935897978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/5778293999935897978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/5778293999935897978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/cant-hardly-wait.html' title='Can&apos;t Hardly Wait'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMaWCAC3ewI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/pczwCRiNWrw/s72-c/tp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-2162064461252139826</id><published>2008-09-09T11:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T13:10:38.766-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celeb babies'/><title type='text'>Lil Nahla....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMaT9zK1l9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/MuK3G2zVy9E/s1600-h/halle"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244041506036488146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMaT9zK1l9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/MuK3G2zVy9E/s400/halle%27s+baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is too damn cute. That girl know she got some good genes. They are a good looking family. Halle got lucky, though. You know two good lookin people sometimes produce a fugly ass kid. But not this time. I can't wait to see her tear up Hollyweird with Z and Shihloh16 years from now. You know they are gonna be some wild ass teens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-2162064461252139826?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/2162064461252139826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=2162064461252139826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2162064461252139826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2162064461252139826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/lil-nahla.html' title='Lil Nahla....'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMaT9zK1l9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/MuK3G2zVy9E/s72-c/halle%27s+baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-86930225613464314</id><published>2008-09-09T10:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T10:38:29.164-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minnie driver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celeb babies'/><title type='text'>Minnie Driver Gives Birth To Baby Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMaKTtncs_I/AAAAAAAAAQo/edZrltrZifo/s1600-h/minnie-driver-whos-the-daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244030887386723314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMaKTtncs_I/AAAAAAAAAQo/edZrltrZifo/s400/minnie-driver-whos-the-daddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations to new mom Minnie Driver. She gave birth to a healthy baby boy, Henry Story Driver. I love me some Minnie, every since I saw her and Chris &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;O'Donnell&lt;/span&gt; in Circle of Friends. Damn, I suddenly feel old. Anyway, congrats Minnie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080909/ap_en_tv/people_minnie_driver;_ylt=Ar5bqBrJ9gAG5AmLGzdi3KpxFb8C"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-86930225613464314?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/86930225613464314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=86930225613464314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/86930225613464314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/86930225613464314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/minnie-driver-gives-birth-to-baby-boy.html' title='Minnie Driver Gives Birth To Baby Boy'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMaKTtncs_I/AAAAAAAAAQo/edZrltrZifo/s72-c/minnie-driver-whos-the-daddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-1202227767238645673</id><published>2008-09-08T13:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T13:11:24.984-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy corner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jamie foxx'/><title type='text'>Comedy Corner</title><content type='html'>Jamie Foxx is freaking hilarious. Have you seen his stand up routines? Anyway, this episode of Foxxhole Radio has Jamie taking cracks at Sarah Palin and Republicans in general. Click &lt;a href="http://smartenupnas.com/2008/09/06/new-episode-of-jamie-foxx-foxxhole-radio-jamie-goes-in-on-republicans/#more-5615"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to listen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-1202227767238645673?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/1202227767238645673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=1202227767238645673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1202227767238645673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1202227767238645673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/comedy-corner_08.html' title='Comedy Corner'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-8047966872285376359</id><published>2008-09-08T12:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T10:39:50.869-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what in the hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the name of lil mama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fatman scoop'/><title type='text'>In The Name Of Lil Mama... What The Hell???</title><content type='html'>I finally have a reason to use the phrase I picked up from F.U.! In the name of Lil Mama, why in the hell did Fatman Scoop take his ass to the VMA's dressed like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243686827234729474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMVRYxq4ngI/AAAAAAAAAQg/F-LaS862jVQ/s320/djfatman_steve_55659849_600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, dude, what the hell were you thinking posing on the red carpet dressed like this? And your wife gets a slap for letting you out the house. I'm too through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-8047966872285376359?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/8047966872285376359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=8047966872285376359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/8047966872285376359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/8047966872285376359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-name-of-lil-mama-what-hell.html' title='In The Name Of Lil Mama... What The Hell???'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMVRYxq4ngI/AAAAAAAAAQg/F-LaS862jVQ/s72-c/djfatman_steve_55659849_600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-3257899414653490126</id><published>2008-09-08T08:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T08:58:45.090-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PSA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spank da kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>From My Mind To You</title><content type='html'>So, I was over at one of my favorite blogs,&lt;a href="http://randomishnycsarcasm.blogspot.com/"&gt;The F$%k It List&lt;/a&gt;, and she asked a question: Is it wrong to not like an 8 and 2 year old? That reminded me of my ordeal with my neighbors. Around June, Mr. D and I bought a ferret. And since it's all nice and warm in Southern Maryland, we also bought a BBQ grill. So, we're walking the ferret, and two little neighbor girls ask if they can play with her. Mr. D being the sweetie pie he is, says sure. Little V is about 10 and Little M is about 8. So, these girls start knocking on the door &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;errdae&lt;/span&gt;. I let it slide, let Mr. D deal with it. Then comes the day when we decide to grill. Miss Detroit (the next door neighbor), is sitting with us and I'm making daiquiris. Tell me why these little girls attack Mr. D while he's checking the grill and ask for hot dogs??? Both me and Miss Detroit say hell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;naw&lt;/span&gt;. But Mr. D gives them both hot dogs. Do you know these little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;heffas&lt;/span&gt; had the nerve to come back and ask for some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kool&lt;/span&gt;-aid? By this point, Miss Detroit is going off. Did I forget to mention she doesn't like kids, despite having an 8 year old? Yeah, the only kid she likes is her own. Anyway, Mr. D gives them &lt;em&gt;both &lt;/em&gt;my damn Hawaiian Punch. I was too through. And then these little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;heffas&lt;/span&gt; left half a hot dog in a napkin next to the door, and left my cup on a bench. When we told them to throw the hot dog away, they said they were gonna eat it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ewwwwww&lt;/span&gt;! From that point on, I officially did not like that 8 and 10 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; done yet. Little V gets a hamster. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; for her, right? So one day me, Mr. D and Miss Detroit are chilling waiting for Mr. Detroit so we can play cards and get our drink on. He comes in the house talking bout they dun killed the damn hamster and are outside burying it. How the hell did they kill the hamster? Little M tossed it up and then moved out of the way, letting it hit the ground and snap its neck! And then they asked everyone who walked past (me, Mr. D and Mr. Detroit) to say a few words over the hamster. AND they chased Mr. D with the damn dead hamster! And got pissed when I said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; no way in hell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ima&lt;/span&gt; let &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt; play with my ferret, you freaking hamster killers! They had the nerve to call me mean and rude. Those little girls need a good ass whopping. And the foolishness doesn't end there. But I'll leave that for another post. To conclude, parents, please spank your kids BEFORE they turn into little monsters who chase people around the complex with dead hamsters! This has been a public service announcement by Miss P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-3257899414653490126?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/3257899414653490126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=3257899414653490126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/3257899414653490126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/3257899414653490126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/from-my-mind-to-you.html' title='From My Mind To You'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-4757420315679350126</id><published>2008-09-08T08:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T08:25:47.355-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what in the hell'/><title type='text'>What In The Hell?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am totally convinced people have gone insane. An upstate NY woman pleaded guilty to stashing a sawed off shotgun in her baby's stroller. Really, lady? She was arrested when she got into on the street with some other woman. She told police her aunt was holding the baby at the time of the altercation. But at some point the baby was in the stroller with a SHOTGUN. Lady, what in the hell? Was it really that freaking serious? What the hell is wrong with you, putting your a gun in the stroller with your baby. SMDH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243625670746574082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMUZw__4DQI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/scSZIjDBbKs/s320/SawedOffShotgunAirsoft.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080905/ap_on_re_us/weapons_in_stroller;_ylt=Al25jjBZJDDXaPDz1pP7UJZbIwgF"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-4757420315679350126?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/4757420315679350126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=4757420315679350126&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/4757420315679350126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/4757420315679350126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-in-hell_08.html' title='What In The Hell?'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SMUZw__4DQI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/scSZIjDBbKs/s72-c/SawedOffShotgunAirsoft.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-2351638812010894383</id><published>2008-09-04T13:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T13:52:41.342-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='check them out'/><title type='text'>Check Them Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://glennishamorgan.wordpress.com/2008/09/04/kwame-pleaded-guilty-to-two-felonies-and-resigned/"&gt;Dirty KK was laughing as he took his plea deal&lt;/a&gt;... Glennisha Morgan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bossip.com/25837/ho-sit-down-31/"&gt;Sarah Palin&lt;/a&gt;... Bossip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogxilla.com/blog3/2008/09/04/dont-you-know-youre-a-he/#more-2424"&gt;Are You A Freak Or Just A Plain Hoe?&lt;/a&gt;... Blogxilla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-2351638812010894383?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/2351638812010894383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=2351638812010894383&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2351638812010894383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2351638812010894383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/check-them-out.html' title='Check Them Out'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-7112636453431811015</id><published>2008-09-04T11:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T11:56:59.067-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political corner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='republicans'/><title type='text'>Political Corner</title><content type='html'>Politics just seem to keep drawing me in.  I haven't been watching the RNC, but I might search for the videos on CNN.  Anyway, for those of you either undecided or just want to hear both sides of the story, Yahoo News ran an article fact checking some of the Republicans claims.  Sorry it's so long, but I thought it was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PALIN: "I have protected the taxpayers by vetoing wasteful spending ... and championed reform to end the abuses of earmark spending by Congress. I told the Congress 'thanks but no thanks' for that Bridge to Nowhere."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THE FACTS: As mayor of Wasilla, Palin hired a lobbyist and traveled to Washington annually to support earmarks for the town totaling $27 million. In her two years as governor, Alaska has requested nearly $750 million in special federal spending, by far the largest per-capita request in the nation. While Palin notes she rejected plans to build a $398 million bridge from Ketchikan to an island with 50 residents and an airport, that opposition came only after the plan was ridiculed nationally as a "bridge to nowhere."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PALIN: "There is much to like and admire about our opponent. But listening to him speak, it's easy to forget that this is a man who has authored two memoirs but not a single major law or reform — not even in the state senate."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THE FACTS: Compared to McCain and his two decades in the Senate, Obama does have a more meager record. But he has worked with Republicans to pass legislation that expanded efforts to intercept illegal shipments of weapons of mass destruction and to help destroy conventional weapons stockpiles. The legislation became law last year. To demean that accomplishment would be to also demean the work of Republican Sen. Richard Lugar of Indiana, a respected foreign policy voice in the Senate. In Illinois, he was the leader on two big, contentious measures in Illinois: studying racial profiling by police and requiring recordings of interrogations in potential death penalty cases. He also successfully co-sponsored major ethics reform legislation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PALIN: "The Democratic nominee for president supports plans to raise income taxes, raise payroll taxes, raise investment income taxes, raise the death tax, raise business taxes, and increase the tax burden on the American people by hundreds of billions of dollars."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THE FACTS: The Tax Policy Center, a think tank run jointly by the Brookings Institution and the Urban Institute, concluded that Obama's plan would increase after-tax income for middle-income taxpayers by about 5 percent by 2012, or nearly $2,200 annually. McCain's plan, which cuts taxes across all income levels, would raise after tax-income for middle-income taxpayers by 3 percent, the center concluded.&lt;br /&gt;Obama would provide $80 billion in tax breaks, mainly for poor workers and the elderly, including tripling the Earned Income Tax Credit for minimum-wage workers and higher credits for larger families.&lt;br /&gt;He also would raise income taxes, capital gains and dividend taxes on the wealthiest. He would raise payroll taxes on taxpayers with incomes above $250,000, and he would raise corporate taxes. Small businesses that make more than $250,000 a year would see taxes rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MCCAIN: "She's been governor of our largest state, in charge of 20 percent of America's energy supply ... She's responsible for 20 percent of the nation's energy supply. I'm entertained by the comparison and I hope we can keep making that comparison that running a political campaign is somehow comparable to being the executive of the largest state in America," he said in an interview with ABC News' Charles Gibson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THE FACTS: McCain's phrasing exaggerates both claims. Palin is governor of a state that ranks second nationally in crude oil production, but she's no more "responsible" for that resource than President Bush was when he was governor of Texas, another oil-producing state. In fact, her primary power is the ability to tax oil, which she did in concert with the Alaska Legislature. And where Alaska is the largest state in America, McCain could as easily have called it the 47th largest state — by population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MCCAIN: "She's the commander of the Alaska National Guard. ... She has been in charge, and she has had national security as one of her primary responsibilities," he said on ABC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THE FACTS: While governors are in charge of their state guard units, that authority ends whenever those units are called to actual military service. When guard units are deployed to Iraq or Afghanistan, for example, they assume those duties under "federal status," which means they report to the Defense Department, not their governors. Alaska's national guard units have a total of about 4,200 personnel, among the smallest of state guard organizations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FORMER ARKANSAS GOV. MIKE HUCKABEE: Palin "got more votes running for mayor of Wasilla, Alaska than Joe Biden got running for president of the United States."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THE FACTS: A whopper. Palin got 616 votes in the 1996 mayor's election, and got 909 in her 1999 re-election race, for a total of 1,525. Biden dropped out of the race after the Iowa caucuses, but he still got 76,165 votes in 23 states and the District of Columbia where he was on the ballot during the 2008 presidential primaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FORMER MASSACHUSETTS GOV. MITT ROMNEY: "We need change, all right — change from a liberal Washington to a conservative Washington! We have a prescription for every American who wants change in Washington — throw out the big-government liberals, and elect John McCain and Sarah Palin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THE FACTS: A Back-to-the-Future moment. George W. Bush, a conservative Republican, has been president for nearly eight years. And until last year, Republicans controlled Congress. Only since January 2007 have Democrats have been in charge of the House and Senate. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-7112636453431811015?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/7112636453431811015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=7112636453431811015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/7112636453431811015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/7112636453431811015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/political-corner_04.html' title='Political Corner'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-5079460269774869152</id><published>2008-09-04T11:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T11:49:51.524-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detroit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video clips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dirty kk'/><title type='text'>Dirty KK Better Not Drop The Soap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I probably shouldn't be so gleeful about this, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;KK&lt;/span&gt; is going to jail! You know what? Fuck it. I am happy. That dirty dog doesn't deserve to be in charge of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;anybody's&lt;/span&gt; city, except maybe OZ. He gives black politicians a bad name. Anyway, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;KK&lt;/span&gt; pleaded guilty to 2 felony obstruction charges. He is going to serve 4 months in prison and get 5 years probation. He also has to pay $1 million in restitution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is gonna have to be in solitary for his own protection. I mean, I know Dirty K is a big dude, but do you know how many dudes in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pokey&lt;/span&gt; are ready to poke &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;KK&lt;/span&gt;? If a gang of them ran up on him in the shower, they could probably take him. Then again, they might send him to a country club prison like they did with Martha Stewart. I suggest all the citizens of Detroit who still have love for their convict mayor send him some soap on a rope. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080904/ap_on_re_us/detroit_mayor"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/kkGb6GoQnOu09752J9" width="320" height="256" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-5079460269774869152?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/5079460269774869152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=5079460269774869152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/1120032483164043599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=1120032483164043599&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1120032483164043599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1120032483164043599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/watch-this.html' title='Watch This'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-6766832572186024500</id><published>2008-09-04T07:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T08:05:50.548-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='isis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tyra banks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='antm'/><title type='text'>America's Next Top Model</title><content type='html'>When reality TV first premiered, I hated it. For the most part, I still do. However, over the years I have slowly been pulled in. And I fell for Tyra's ploy for ratings and tuned it to see Isis be fierce. I only caught the 1st hour of the 2 hour premiere, but I've got plenty to say. Forgive me if I jump around a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I am not feeling this whole future vibe they were trying to do. Did you see the computer they were inputting the girls info into? It looked like some prop from a 70's movie about the future. Hell, it could have been in &lt;em&gt;Back to the Future&lt;/em&gt;. And speaking of inputting info, what the hell was up with the body scans? And if it &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; really scanning their bodies, how come Isis' extra equipment didn't show up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the Jay's. What in the hell was up with the matching platinum do's? I can get used to Mr. Jay like that (maybe), but Miss J, no boo boo. Your ass is too dark to make it work. Please go back to the drawing board and try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did you see the Asian girl, Sheena I think, do her turn on the catwalk and unzip her jacket? What the hell for? Don't you know the Jay's don't want nothing you got girl? Isis has a better chance of hooking up than you. But I still like Sheena. I hope she stays for a while, even though I probably won't be watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on the future trip. Everybody and they mama knew that wasn't no damn Tyra bot when that door opened. It was so obvious she was in there. I really didn't appreciate ol' girl (I forget her name, the black girl with the glasses) pretending she was shocked and RuPauled. Speaking of her, I was glad she didn't make the cut cuz she was hating hard on Isis. You don't know her, bitch! So why the hell you hating? I guess you hatin from home now, cuz she's in and you're not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 3 Brittney's this time. Goddamn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me or is Lauren kind of funny looking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's just my take. If you want a full re-cap, I bet F.U. will have one by the end of the day. And if you want to see pics of all the girls who made the cut, click &lt;a href="http://www.tv.com/americas-next-top-model/show/14888/photos.html&amp;amp;flag=1&amp;amp;pg_pics=0&amp;amp;prev_button=1?tag=pagination;previous"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Isis did one hell of a tuck job!  I think I recorded it, so Ima watch it and give my review of the second half tomorrow.  Later, heffas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-6766832572186024500?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/6766832572186024500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=6766832572186024500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/6766832572186024500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/6766832572186024500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/americas-next-top-model.html' title='America&apos;s Next Top Model'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-4231835509207283307</id><published>2008-09-03T11:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T12:02:41.903-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dave chapelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video clips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hump day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy corner'/><title type='text'>Hump Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/kCTsz4O7JSXBMdjtm" width="320" height="256" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hey heffas! Do you know what day it is? That's right, it's hump day! And here is you hump day video. I know, it's not as much hump talk in this video, but hey, I tried. I hope you appreciate it heffas. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-4231835509207283307?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/4231835509207283307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=4231835509207283307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/4231835509207283307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/4231835509207283307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/comedy-corner.html' title='Hump Day!!!'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-5580971147667810253</id><published>2008-09-03T11:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T11:50:22.955-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political corner'/><title type='text'>Political Corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, people, it's time for real talk. I was browsing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bossip&lt;/span&gt;, and I ran across this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241819277578578274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SL6u3FDdqWI/AAAAAAAAAQI/bqvfUInlRR0/s320/ok-bo-palin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously don't know how I feel about this.  I know I've only been able to vote for the past 7 years, but I remember details about every election since George Bush Sr.  Remember "read my lips"?  Anyway, I can't remember any other election when the Presidential candidates were featured on so many magazines, gossip and political in nature alike.  Maybe their goal is to get to the younger generation.  Maybe they are honestly trying to get people to know the candidates while they wait in line at the grocery store.  But something about this just does not sit right with me.  I feel the candidates should be in magazines with some weight.  Did you know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Barack&lt;/span&gt; was on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SNL&lt;/span&gt; the other day?  I mean, come on.  Maybe my thinking is a little old fashioned, but you know he's got to be losing some credibility with the older voters.  And seriously, why in the hell would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Palin&lt;/span&gt; go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;! magazine to clear up the issues everyone is worried about?  Am I by myself on this one?  What do you guys think?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-5580971147667810253?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/5580971147667810253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=5580971147667810253&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/5580971147667810253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/5580971147667810253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/political-corner.html' title='Political Corner'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SL6u3FDdqWI/AAAAAAAAAQI/bqvfUInlRR0/s72-c/ok-bo-palin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-1512077343554211310</id><published>2008-09-03T10:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:37:37.085-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ne-yo'/><title type='text'>Ne-Yo Getting Paid Ya'll!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SL6hIcCQgyI/AAAAAAAAAQA/7BpSYPT7CnM/s1600-h/neyo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241804182642524962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SL6hIcCQgyI/AAAAAAAAAQA/7BpSYPT7CnM/s320/neyo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, remember when R. Kelly, aka the Pied Pisser kicked Ne-Yo off of his tour because the audience liked him more? Well, a judge has ruled that Ne-Yo is entitled to $700K because of it. I'm sorry, but did that tour even make that much money? Probably not after they kicked Ne-Yo off. This doesn't really interest me, but I needed a reason to ask this question: how old is Ne-Yo? Wikipedia lists him as 25, but on the radio today they reported him as 44. Now, this is not the first time I've heard rumors of Ne-Yo, whose real name is Shaffer Smith, being ridiculously old. Does anybody know for sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tmz.com/2008/09/03/ne-yo-paid-not-to-pee-on-r-kellys-parade/"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-1512077343554211310?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/1512077343554211310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=1512077343554211310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1512077343554211310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/1512077343554211310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/ne-yo-getting-paid-yall.html' title='Ne-Yo Getting Paid Ya&apos;ll!'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SL6hIcCQgyI/AAAAAAAAAQA/7BpSYPT7CnM/s72-c/neyo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-5647117824136235342</id><published>2008-09-03T09:29:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T08:45:27.505-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gabrielle union'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='give me da business'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taye diggs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stacy dash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanaa lathan'/><title type='text'>I'd Give Da Business To...</title><content type='html'>Last week I realized I have not been showing "dark butts" the love and adoration they deserve. When I mentioned this to Mr. D, I was shocked and RuPauled (yea, ya'll got me saying it too. damn you F.U. and F$%k It List!) because he pointed out that some of my favorite women are deliciously dark skinned. So, today here is my all chocolate rendition of I'd Give Da Business To. Enjoy, heffas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gabrielle Union&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241794437306917810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SL6YRL1MI7I/AAAAAAAAAPg/oGtibNRdMVg/s320/gabby.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Oh my god. Her freaking dimples drive me INSANE. I love me the hell out of some Gabby. She is the bitch you love to hate, and I do love you boo boo. She is an official card carrying member of my wifey club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sanaa Latham&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241794587949978066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SL6YZ9BS0dI/AAAAAAAAAPo/hrt8gyNl0t8/s320/sanaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She is absolutely scrumptious. She hasn't quite graduated to wifey status, but she can still get da business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taye Diggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241794708672481762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SL6Yg-vyCeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/FsIXbvLeTLg/s320/taye.bmp" border="0" /&gt;I know I am not the only one who wanted to wipe Taye Diggs down during the pool scene in &lt;em&gt;How Stella Got Her Groove Back&lt;/em&gt;. That water glistening on his gorgeous chocolate skin, and then he smiled, omg, I melted into my damn seat. You can definitely get the business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stacy Dash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241794794268824050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SL6Yl9nikfI/AAAAAAAAAP4/yXjsAHGOfUo/s320/stacey-dash_14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is one bad bitch. Her eyes, her voice, her body. Did you know she's over 40 with 3 kids? She puts these young bucks to shame. She is a REAL woman, and a certified member of my wifey club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vow to never again exclude the dark and lovelies from my list. Forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-5647117824136235342?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/5647117824136235342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=5647117824136235342&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/5647117824136235342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/5647117824136235342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/id-give-da-business-to.html' title='I&apos;d Give Da Business To...'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SL6YRL1MI7I/AAAAAAAAAPg/oGtibNRdMVg/s72-c/gabby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-5589811660208240950</id><published>2008-09-02T14:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:18:54.683-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crack is wack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amy winehouse'/><title type='text'>Amy Winno Dun Actually Smoked Her Brains Out</title><content type='html'>Everybody and they mama called it, but this dumb bitch just wouldn't listen. Amy Winno smoked for like 36 hours straight. She smoked so much, she's given herself &lt;a href="http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/showbiz/bizarre/article1630740.ece"&gt;brain damage&lt;/a&gt;. Damn, Amy. He tried to make you go to rehab, and your ass said no, no, no. Now your ass won't be saying nothing cuz you done fucked up your brain for real for real! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All jokes aside, this is such a waste. Amy is so talented, but she just couldn't put the pipe down. She should have been talking to Whitney Houston. We all know Ms. Houston was high as a kite for 14 years, but she managed to keep her voice and her brain intact, albeit slightly downgraded. How? Cuz crack is wack! She made too much money in her career to ever have to smoke crack. Hahahaha! Oh, I cracks me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For real, though, remember when Amy looked like this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241489440786924690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SL2C4DQQxJI/AAAAAAAAAN4/6RztQpSvPyQ/s320/amy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now look at this poor, stupid heffa. What in the hell was she smoking for her face to look like that? Please, put the pipe down Amy, and let your daddy send you to rehab. Maybe Jamie Spears needs to be called in. Hell, he saved Britney from becoming Amy, maybe he can save Amy from herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241488361645029394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SL2B5PIyOBI/AAAAAAAAANw/iv_Ny61INLM/s320/amy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-5589811660208240950?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/5589811660208240950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=5589811660208240950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/5589811660208240950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/5589811660208240950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/amy-winno-done-actually-smoked-her.html' title='Amy Winno Dun Actually Smoked Her Brains Out'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SL2C4DQQxJI/AAAAAAAAAN4/6RztQpSvPyQ/s72-c/amy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-3078281417522942260</id><published>2008-09-02T12:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T14:24:04.335-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lord help us'/><title type='text'>Lord Help Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SL1peyCWb0I/AAAAAAAAANo/Co5pK5PNk14/s1600-h/candle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241461518877749058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SL1peyCWb0I/AAAAAAAAANo/Co5pK5PNk14/s320/candle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember when this woman was arrested. China Arnold has finally been found guilty of microwaving her infant daughter to death. This bitch killed her baby because she was afraid her boyfriend would get mad when he found out the baby wasn't his. A baby that she pushed out of &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; cooter. Carried for 9 months, fed and bathed, and she put her in a microwave. I can't stand women like this. Why didn't something click in her brain telling her to take her baby out of the fucking microwave?  I just cannot believe this.  I am so pissed right now. China faces the death penalty. Take a minute out of your day and say a prayer for Paris Talley, an innocent child who not only died too young, but also suffered a horrible death by the hands of the woman who should have loved her the most.  RIP, little Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/CRIME/08/29/microwave.baby.ap/index.html?eref=rss_topstories"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-3078281417522942260?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/3078281417522942260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=3078281417522942260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/3078281417522942260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/3078281417522942260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/lord-help-us.html' title='Lord Help Us'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SL1peyCWb0I/AAAAAAAAANo/Co5pK5PNk14/s72-c/candle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-5860636785805958361</id><published>2008-09-02T12:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T12:18:21.830-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detroit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dirty kk'/><title type='text'>Dirty KK update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so I have been hearing various stories about Dirty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KK&lt;/span&gt;.  I have been trying to find a credible source with all of the info in one place, but that don't seem to be happening.  Anyway, a judge has ruled the Governor of Michigan can hold her hearing to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;determine&lt;/span&gt; if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;KK&lt;/span&gt; should be stripped of his office.  I also read reports that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;KK&lt;/span&gt; has agreed to a plea deal, terms which include him leaving office, not running for two years, paying a fine, community service, blah blah blah.  Now, you all know how I feel about that old dirty dog.  Those text messages between him and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Beatty&lt;/span&gt; proved his guilt to me.  But I don't know how I feel about the Governor removing him from office before his trial is done.  He is an elected official.  The good people of Detroit (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;, I couldn't type that with a straight face. chi-town, bitches!) put him in office and I don't think he should leave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;unless&lt;/span&gt; he is removed after a guilty verdict or he steps down willingly.  What do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt; think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-5860636785805958361?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/5860636785805958361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=5860636785805958361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/5860636785805958361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/5860636785805958361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/dirty-kk-update.html' title='Dirty KK update'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-2085683600272864743</id><published>2008-09-02T10:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T14:38:58.892-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what in the hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='republicans'/><title type='text'>What In The Hell?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SL1NJNmm-DI/AAAAAAAAANg/eYl0i2oUxZg/s1600-h/trig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241430361994885170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SL1NJNmm-DI/AAAAAAAAANg/eYl0i2oUxZg/s320/trig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even know where to start on this one. Those Republicans must really think people are fucking stupid. I mean really, did McCain even interview this bitch he plucked out of thin air? First, they say Sarah Palin's daughter is the real mother of her Palin's infant child. Then they say the 17-year-old is pregnant, but is going to marry the 18-year-old father. And on top of that, she's pulling a Dirty KK and pressured the police commissioner to fire her ex brother-in-law. Now, I understand everyone has problems in their families, but is this something McCain really wants to address on the campaign trail? I wanna know what his screening process was. Apparently, they had only spoken once before he called her and offered her the VP nomination, and both of those conversations were extremely short. Is that all it takes to be second-in-command of this country. If it is, watch out heffas, Ima put my name on somebody's ticket. Everybody write me in on the ticket in November. Vice President P! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20080902/pl_afp/usvotepalin;_ylt=AiHPm5kKgddbCjykf4AURn2M5QcF"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;**UPDATE**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I know Barack did the noble thing and said kids should be off limit when it comes to discussing the election, but wtf? You HAVE to go over to &lt;a href="http://www.bossip.com/25563/booze-and-babies/"&gt;Bossip&lt;/a&gt; to look at the pics of Sarah Palin's 17-year-old drinking her ass off.  I know I should be the last person to talk about being a wild ass teenager (I did my share of dirt, lol), but I co-sign with Bossip.  When yo mama is a politician, the freaking GOVERNOR of a state, you should know better than to take pictures like this.  I predict Palin declining the nomination.  Dude, just look at the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-2085683600272864743?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/2085683600272864743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=2085683600272864743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2085683600272864743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2085683600272864743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-in-hell.html' title='What In The Hell?'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SL1NJNmm-DI/AAAAAAAAANg/eYl0i2oUxZg/s72-c/trig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275341502108704955.post-2587429179864674565</id><published>2008-08-29T12:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T12:33:06.196-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><title type='text'>I hate to say it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so I don't usually get that political. I may throw in a "Go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt;!" comment every once in a while, but when it comes down to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nitty&lt;/span&gt; gritty, I usually refer you to someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; blog. But, McCain announced his pick for VP today, and I HAVE to get this off my chest. He picked the female governor of Alaska who is a soccer mom with a special needs child. Now, raise your hand if you think he picked her to absorb all the &lt;a href="http://yeahisaiditandwhat.blogspot.com/2008/08/fu-please-speak-on-it.html"&gt;bitter female voters &lt;/a&gt;still pissed off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; didn't name Pantsuit a.k.a Hilary as his running mate? (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sidenote&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;, you should read what &lt;a href="http://randomishnycsarcasm.blogspot.com/2008/08/random-ish.html"&gt;The F$%K it List &lt;/a&gt;had to say about matching head to toe a la Hilary Clinton. too damn funny!) As I was saying, I know I'm not the only one with my hand up. On top of that, McCain has been slamming &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; about his lack of experience, then he goes and picks someone with even less experience, and she's even younger than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt;! But, you know what, even though I hate to say it, McCain's crusty ass just made a brilliant political move. All those stupid bitches who refuse to accept Pantsuit's defeat are going to hop on the McCain train right now. Oh, and his VP is pro-life. This election is shaping up to be very interesting. Before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; threw his hat in the ring, I stated I would like to see Hilary vs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Condolezza&lt;/span&gt;. That would have been historic. But now, we are either going to have the first black President, or the first female vice president, who could become the first female President if McCain croaks or gets &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;assassinated&lt;/span&gt;. I bet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ol&lt;/span&gt;' Pantsuit is heated right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;OBAMA&lt;/span&gt; IN '08!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4275341502108704955-2587429179864674565?l=andhernameismissp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/feeds/2587429179864674565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4275341502108704955&amp;postID=2587429179864674565&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2587429179864674565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4275341502108704955/posts/default/2587429179864674565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andhernameismissp.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-hate-to-say-it.html' title='I hate to say it...'/><author><name>Miss P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701329687242035333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vmdSn-fIdo/SXcbPXhuJMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/t-ueuDREVyo/S220/swing.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
