. . . . Just Stop
Every time a new season of 'Making the Band' rolls around I always talk shit about it but end up tuning in. Well, not this time around. I don't feel like hearing those broads sing "I need you forevvvver" every week while Betty Wright gets her Travis Barker on with those damn drum sticks.
I have made a vow not to watch the show until Diddy brings back Babs or the brolic bitch that is Mysterious. Hell, I will even settle for Jason, the ambassador of tang from season 3 at this point. [I gotta find that damn YouTube clip!]
But please, by all means, send me an email if somebody has a "maybe we should call it, David Ruffin and the Temptations" moment.
Check the trailer under the cut.
Labels: Obligatory Diddy News
Use don't abuse (ie. adding me to your site's mailing list). And for the love of God please stop sending mp3 files of your music. I am not Clive Davis and to be frank I probably don't want to hear the shit anyway. You should also know that I take my slow, precious time responding to email. And sometimes I don't respond at all. Fresh.email@example.com
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