Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Tales from the Wig Crypt...


Hey Guys! Guess who just spent the last # months trapped in Beyonces' hair closet? A brotha tried to play Paparazzi and ended up pitch forking bails of Permed Yacky for the Oscar "hopeful".

All I gotta say is, Thank GOD for Michelle' & Uncle Sam. If it weren’t for them, I wouldn’t have made it out when Big Boss Beyonce went to go visit her L.A. Wig Crypt. They’re like my personal Harriet Tubman and Frederick Douglas. I wish the dogs hadn't gotten them. *sniffle* I promise to tell you all about it. But first, TY had a party.......