“A rapper?” He sighed. “I’ve been coming up with some rhymes and I got some beats but I need authenticity.” “Authenticity?” The kid looked at me like I was an idiot. “Yeah. I can’t rap about living the life if I don’t live the life. You know?” I was no expert ...
She was a kid in L.A. Her dad was a lawyer in the Trial of the Century. Then the release of the most famous sex tape in the history of sex tapes... something happened in Paris Hilton’s closet... conquered reality TV... married a famous rapper... had a bunch of babies... ev...
but I saw her walking towards her car and went right over: “NeNe, my wife loves you!” It was as if I told something so obvious – like the sky was blue – and she just gave me a knowing look and said “I know she does.”“Would you take...