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Friday, March 06, 2009
3:40 AM


Beyonce Stans Go Hard

 



If you're wondering, no I haven't been hanging with Mathew planning revenge against Keri Hilson. I've been busy, jack. I actually planned on a bunch of updates for today and yesterday, but I kept getting sidetracked -- some of it blog related. I finally decided to get a dotcom and in trying to switch over to Wordpress, I've run into a wee bit of problems with the template. I like this layout and I'm hard pressed to keep it as close to this as possible.

So, hopefully within the next couple of days, I'll be pointing you over to the new version of the blog. If it looks a little janky at first, that's ok -- it will get better.

Speaking of which, I hope this stan in the video finds the hug and prescription he's evidently going without. I still think no matter who the song was directed at, R&B beef is pretty corny and doesn't really help an artist in the long run. It certainly doesn't help a newbie to take on argubly the biggest crossover R&B female out and ignite a stan war.

Keri, you seem nice, and you can write a catch hook and carry a tune -- but there's no stoping the voodoo of B-Unit. Buy a clue and file a restraining order against Mr. Grits on Toast.

P.S. If you're going to broadcast from your kitchen, try cleaning it first.

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