Never known to mince words or pass up the opportunity to be self-congratulatory, Kanye West has decided to open his mouth and allow hot, musty, funky ass garbage pour out of it.

After being lauded for his not-so-impromptu outburst on a telecast to raise funds for Hurricane Katrina relief in which he famously decreed that George Bush doesn't care about black people, Kanye has taken that praise to new heights with claims that he invented artistic expression.

"Before me, nobody spoke their mind. I broke down the boundaries for Amy Winehouse, Lily Allen, Brandon Flowers from the Killers. Now everyone says what they think."

The second I begin to let my guard down and give this purse-rocking, diva-mimicking fashionisto a chance, he reminds me of why I put him on ignore.

Someone send me a 50 Cent interview and remind me of why I should still care about Graduation. He has a knack for garnering attention, I'll give him that.

Oh and if you're wondering, Kanye is Dale. The hat, jacket, and need to accessorize is all Kanye.

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