tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20886099791765861502011-11-27T20:07:19.932-05:00we built this city on hate.Ron Mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02318467355463080163noreply@blogger.comBlogger1011100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2088609979176586150.post-34885989671040384962008-06-20T00:01:00.003-04:002008-06-20T00:04:46.378-04:00

If you're looking for the hate, you've come to the wrong place. We don't rock with the Blogger no more. WWW.RONMEXICOCITY.COM all day, err day.

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"We find the defendant [Robert Kelly] not guilty of all charges and counts therein.” – A jury of his peers It’s 7 o’clock in the morning and the rays from the sun wake me. Yesterday was Father’s Day, that special Sunday in June I usually completely forget. In the hood, most of us try to reflect on good-for-nothing, sack-of-shit skeet-and-run artists we’ve never known. R. Kelly got to reminisce

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As the sun sets on a Hall of Fame career capped off with the sweetest of cherries, true and loyal Giant fans reflect and appreciate a nigga who often appeared lager than life. Thanks for everything and good luck, big homie. We finally got that championship together. We'll always love you. We told you about messin wit' them white girls.

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“I don’t drink alcohol. I never did like the taste of it… I’mma be the dude in the club drinking the most sweetest drink just ‘cause I care about what it tastes like. I feel you have to be a certain high or on a certain level to not even care what something tastes like and I don’t get to that point. Other than that, music’s my drug… I am the ultimate high… I could just look in the mirror or just

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“You could fuck up a man’s happy home. It might be one of them dudes you talk about in the book that wears his boxers on backwards every damn day, getting hit in the ass, but he probably still got a wife and kids and you might fuck up his life.” -Yung Berg, SOHH.com If you go to Big Green, you’ve more than likely seen this video plastered in the background of whatever you were actually there

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“When you get married, you’re forced to drink the milk long after it’s spoiled.” – Kimora Lee [Simmons?], GIANT Magazine Hmmmm. I guess if you ask Russell to buy a gallon of rare and priceless African gorilla milk, you’d best be drinkin that shit before the expiration date. So… Kimora’s calling Russell the spoiled milk? While he admittedly looks like some shit that just hatched a few minutes

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Diddy Blog! Diddy Blog! When y’all hear “Diddy Blog” ya’ll niggas need to stop what ya’ll doin and go get me some Cambodian breast milks. (Continue reading "XXL Mag.com | Negro Please: Diddy Sees Dr. Carter")

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“I watched one of Usher’s shows and he basically did my whole show. It was as if it was me on stage. The thing about it is, I love seeing that. It’s a compliment to me as a performer . . . I think you take parts of whoever is the hottest act of that era and you incorporate that into your own style. It’s just like taking buttermilk, eggs and corn meal, you whip it up bake it and you have cornbread

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I bet he blamed the chicken, too. I don't know. It's well-documented that Magic was pretty damn skanktastic back in them days. I wouldn't have been so eager to share in his chicken bounty before he sprayed his VD napalm all over the gym. It's also no secret how I feel about Magic, though. If I had my way, the nigga would replace Colonel Sanders on the bucket.

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...I'll even write a couple myself. I'll be rocking at XXL on the daily. Here's the gracious on-site introduction from my new massa, Carl "Jackpot" Chery. First of all I wanna thank my connect. The most important Haitian with all due respect. Y'all don't think we puttin this little championship team together? Negroes, please! Thanks to all of you who've been keeping close this past year!

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...and the niggas actually chant "Kool-Aid" at the end! This here ain't all hate. Good to see Escalade getting some work outside of the AND 1 tour. I know that nigga's in there. Only him and Oliver Miller are the only niggas alive who could through an alley-oop at that size. I shouldn't be surprised that Kool-Aid would have the balls to take it here. I've watched their ad campaign descend

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How these niggas gonna use Marlena Shaw's "California Soul" for a Dockers commercial featuring nothing but white people doing the least soulful shit imaginable? I'm sure Marlena ain't complaining, but damn... Can we get a nigga pop-lockin' or something? The disparity in this ad is staggering. What next? Paul Simon in a Popeye's commercial? Nah, I ain't frontin on Uncle Paulie. But all my

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that is all. R.I.P. Sean Bell

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This hurr be some crap I stumbled on from Yahoo! News via Live Science. I think this and many articles like it are bullshit. They're usually based on bullshit studies by bullshit researchers. I found this one to be no different, and it made a world of sense when I discovered the name of the lead researcher. (Read the fourth paragraph, lazy negroes.) Seriously. Who decided that homeboy should be

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Click here to watch Sofia stumble through this shit like the oral section of the ESL Final Exam. Word, Sofi? Cupholders? That's maybe because they haven't yet polled a Latina whose boyfriend makes her help him in the garage/weed spot he works at. "Mariana... Traeme un.. un-- socket wrench!" Her cupholder would be her son, Chucho. I don't give a damn. I'd be on it like Tyrese in "Four

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All the flavors of her love give you diabetes. This is definitely what Mo'nique was talking about in "Charm School." Go out there and be somebody! "Want some lip chap... on your African soupbone?" Damn, Kennedy. How far we've fallen from MTV Spring Break. I thought that $50,000 was gonna change her life. Didn't she say she wasn't gonna have to do this kind of shit anymore? I guess that

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Seriously... Little ghetto children across the planet. This shit right here... This is why we practice our free throws. We don't want some CBS Sports intern talking about you like Hatian refugees. Such pity in his voice. I can't totally blame Brother Jesse for Memphis' historic inability to hit free throws. He did what he does. I'm just saying if they wanted to introduce that group of

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I may have finally grown disenchanted enough with the "Flavor of Love" franchise to abstain from watching it even for the sake of recapping it. But lightning strike my black ass if I ain't interested than a motherfucker in this: Always great when we get a reminder that MY9 still got some UPN in 'em. The network has long since lost me in the sea of supernatural privileged white bitches with

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Just shooting baskets for the whiteys... I mean "townies." Damn, Chuck. Ain't this about some fake-ass Dave Chappelle shit? Now all we need is for the black pixie to come bring him a tray of chicken wings. I can see the ad exec at AT&T gettin shut down right now: "Umm, Mr. Chappelle. We want you for a national commercial spot. *pause* Yeah. Real simple. You're gonna shoot some baskets and

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By Ronaldo Horacio Mexico, Dissociated Press Writer TOKYO - After hoisting up the oversize check reluctantly handed to him by Ninja Warrior announcer, Keisuke Hatsuta, Manny Ramirez gave three different answers to the inquiry of what he planned to do with the 1 million yen. Today he reveals he was only "playing cover-up." What was thought to be another case of language barrier and

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Before I let go... This ain't nothin new, but it bothers me more and more every time. I knew Reggaeton as genre-du-jour would fade pretty quckly, but damn... how Don Omar and Daddy Yankee have fallen. It seems like only yesterday I was giving half of Washington Heights my "gasolina." This bout some shameless shit. For those of you who don't speaka de spanny, let me translate: "You can call

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By Ronaldo Horacio Mexico, Dissociated Press Writer ALBANY - Until earlier this morning, newly-deposed New York Governor Eliot Spitzer had no idea how his paper trail had been followed so meticulously without even the slightest of indication to himself or his staff. State Detectives Lester Freamon and James McNulty provided a bit of clarity for the disgraced official in a media session today.

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Apparently, Spider. Kenard and Bug on Chris Partlow's favorite morning show! I must say, this shit is freaking me out. This kid was last seen setting a cat on fire. We'll get to that proper-like soon.

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Do you all realize how much time we've spent on the Flavor Flav reality franchise? Not even including his season of "The Surreal Life" and "Strange Love," we've seen a 2 "Flavor of Love" installments, 2 seasons of "I Love New York" and a "Charm School" for the castaways. I'm really all Flavored-out. That's a lifetime's worth of coonery crammed into a few short years. I don't know why I didn't

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"Do the homie! Do the homie!" - Gangstalicious When you do your homie, I'd hope you do it right. I'm familiar with the premise of "bros before hoes." I only recognize it as something I'd hear from a frat boy at a house party when the bong is going around, but still, I'm familiar with the premise. I'm pretty sure the term "hoes" refers to women en masse as opposed to stripwalkers and stooch

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"Don't trust them new niggers is not a Negro spiritual!" - Huey Freeman The same incredible grandma-nana I refer to in the "S"-word column also happens to be pretty damn fair-skinned. I'm blacker than black (and I'm black, y'all). The Freemans appear to be that caramel complexion, as Tom DuBois would say. We're all black enough to count as three-fifths of a vote. We're also all black enough

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By Ronaldo Horacio Mexico, Dissociated Press Staff Writer NEW YORK - After over three entire calendar years, the star whose namesake is the series title has finally returned to the program. After being written out of the plot, The Wire returns with a slight twist. "I'm kinda dirty now," Wire told Ron Mexico City this morning. "I like the direction my character has taken. I didn't want to

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...not by much, though. I just can't believe they had this commercial ready to go for last night. Hakuna Matata, bitches. We got a lot to discuss this week.

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Whattup, spearchuckers? The great humor of all comes in the paradox that older people who, like Robert Freeman prostrate before news cameras, describe the "n"-word in any variation as hurtful. Yet, no one uses the term more than an old black person. My grandma nana'nem from Virginia. She could easily trace her roots a couple of generations back to the plantation. She grew up in the 1930s as a

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By Ronaldo Horacio Mexico, Dissociated Press Writer NEW YORK - A star-crossed meeting with the St. John's Red Tampons took a strange turn for Georgetown star center, Roy Hibbert. On a Wednesday night at Madison Square Garden where the biggest story around the assured ass-whipping was to be the matchup of New York Knicks offspring, it was Roy Hibbert who yet again managed to take center stage.

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Between Martin Luther King, jr. Day and the end of "Here's Your Little Ass Month, Niggers" Month lies this strangely somber period of about 40 days in which I lament excessively over the fate and status of black people. Johnte's "Red Monkey Jeans," an afterschool center session gone terribly wrong, rests firmly atop the list of shit that's particularly bothering me this Blent (Black Lent, if

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That's a Proposition Joe moment. Alright, fuck it. Another one. He deserves it. That shit's from the super bootleg Season 4 DVD. My shit was clean than a fuck, son. Anyway... To the episode. While "Thangs Done Changed" as the late, great, notorious, glorious Big Poppa once said, shit remains the same. I'm more inclined to go with the wisdom of Solomon in that there ain't a thang new under

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I am an avid SSX-series loer. I only got Playstation 2, but the game is still pretty incredible. Presuming we weren't out boning your girlfriend or mother, that's probably what you'd find my friends and I doing on a slow evening. That said, it's not SSX that's my biggest reason for loving Winter X Games hosted by that cooncicle, Sal Masekela. ...but that there's an event called "Women

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We tried to school him back in the day. Ain't easy civilizing this motherfucker. As we already know, Marlo represents the worst kind of gangster. The scourge of the black community is not the drug dealer in and of himself, but the dope man that lacks code. I'm starting to believe the second greatest danger to be the dope man that doesn't know what to do with his money. Who in their right

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BALLINNNNNNN! ...except Lawrence Tynes. Fuck Lawrence Tynes. Addendum: Jacobs "do the running." Secondary loves to get burnt more than ODB.

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Today we sing about the dream... of Martin Luther King I may not get there with you...

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Ripping and running with the best of them, indeed. Beadie can't make this ho into a housewife. I hope she kicks his punk ass to the curb too. Episode 2 of Season 5 finally delivers the long-awaited meeting of Avon Barksdale and Marlo Stanfield. Sure, the West Baltimore torch had long since been passed as of their wink-and-nod encounter at Avon's sentencing toward the end of Season 3, but

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This is some seriously insane shit. I never thought I'd be watching an entire cast of "The Surreal Life" going through withdrawal all at once. We already have a bona fide SL alum in Brigitte "Gita" Nielsen, and I sure hope we see Flavor Flav on season 2. I get this strange image of Sylvester Stallone watching this program and, in the Rocky Balboa voice, lamenting "this lady's a damn mess."

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I'm pretty damn sure if some aliens came to earth and something made them want to stick around, it damn sure wasn't one of the C-Section All-Stars on the lunch shift at Gallagher's 2000. I'm sure there are a few breast implant scars Jim Jones would lick on the evening shift, but nothing to keep an alien or Prince or a nigga like that. Them bitches couldn't keep Zach Randolph around for 20

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We're all familiar with the mantra of "doing more with less." We've bought Malt-O-Meal bagged cereals. We've worn Keds. We've made trips to the $10 Store and put tap water into our detergent bottles. What have we learned? The diluted detergent doesn't get the clothes as bright. Pro-Keds don't hold up in gym class like the Jordans. The $10 boutique wears shred into dishrags after a few shifts

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I ain't never ran from a nigga neither. You'll see. As unexpectedly as the New York Giants' playoff run has come upon us did Disturbing Tha Peace's B-team come up with "Duffle Bag Boy," [watch above] one of 2007's fiercest tracks. Okay, let me stop. The DTP JV-squad having made the wise decision to blow their entire album budget on "Chorus of the Year" brought us one of 2007's fiercest tracks

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"It's unfair, man," Owens sobbed. "So who can you take down to Cabo or Veracruz or whatever? Would there be so much controversy if it were Carrie Underwood or Mandy Moore?" I'm with you, T.O. The black stars are at Freaknik with Megan Goode and Lauren London and nobody cares. No one says Kim Kardashian fucked over Reggie Bush's sophomore campaign, right? I'm just surprised to see such

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What does CFBE stand for? ...--We'll get to that a little later. I almost forgot that VH1 is obliged to bring the bitch niggas back together for one last self-contained, entirely unintentional roast hosted by Carmelo's sleepy-eyed KB. I know the LaLa jokes have been beaten like a foster daughter but I'll be damned if her tired ass didn't look like she just had the baby that morning. You,

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Yeah, I'll body that shit. In another pretentious display of Dreamgirl solidarity, Beyonce and her stable put the dicks down for a moment to combine in the bourgie eveningwear dance party that is the "Get Me Bodied" video. [watch above] I know this is not how it airs on The Negro Channel, but I figured it wouldn't do any harm to give 'Loso some shine. That is, unless Pastor Mase is still

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Damn. The NBA got niggas sinkin to new lows for them, huh? Why the big Ying-Yang Twin gotta be G.W.? I guess if he were Chris W. Bosh he could just steal the fucking votes then.

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I tihnk it's high time I explained this week's poll question. Last week on Funkyminds, Jackpot had a post cataloging white chocolate. I took particular offense to the exclusion of one Ms. Lisa Stansfield. Granted, the list was exploratory in nature and by no means a definitive or even a thoroughly collection of any kind. It was just another one of Jackpot's post-lunch Itis-nap brainchildren.

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"What's good, nigga?!" Ah, if only niggerdom and variations of niggardry therein could ward off the devil and his minions. If only we could, in fact, keep the devil down in the hole. Maybe then we could save our wayward, darkened souls. Sheeeeeeeiit, I'm writing that down! Soon you'll hear me sing that in the church house. Today's catechism comes from the book of Mexico. Please turn with me

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I know this ain't nothin' new but... Bitch back fuckin' with them Doritos, huh? I thought she was gonna keep it off too. For shame, Missy. "I know what it need. It need some pickle juice." Hee-hee-hee-hee-HOW!

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Hope your new year is going fan-fucking-tastic. I'm sure your resolution was to have yourself some unprotected sex with a stranger. I know she doesn't, but it always sounds to me like Alicia Keys says "Niggas say what they like./" The hate is strong. I hope you're ready for a full calendar year of this independent hateration. May this year bring you everything your heart desires. --Or

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Some special people need to be addressed before we let a Mexico-shortened 2007 go. When I first saw this video, I said "Oh, my." I said "Oh, my... That's a fucking baby gremlin. Kill it! Kill it now!" Little baby gremlin niggas? Really, Sony pop R&B machine? That's what's hot in the streets? Fuck it. Let's just manufacture pit bulls that we can't kill. Dead all the confusion. The funny part

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I don't know what the fuck he talkin about. That nigga don't defend either. Maybe he's vying for that vacancy at point guard.

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"Suckas really shouldn't play. I hit 'em with the Hennessayyyyyy!" Fuck snitching, Thank You For Bringing Back Gin Rummy and Ed Wuncler III! I remember reading a Boondocks strip in one of our local tabloids when Bluetooth headsets started to pop off. Tom was wearing one and Huey made it a point to inform him that he looked part-Rihanna-- I mean, Klingon. I too refuse to sacrifice my dignity

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Happy Kwanzaa, everyone! Harrrrrrumbeeeyyy! This Kwanzaa we're getting The City all good and lined up for 2008: Year of the Hate! I chose that name because it rhymes. Thank you, Robin. Your long-overdue Boondocks blogs are finally on the way. As are brand new music video posts. We's even gonna have podcasts and a store! What are we gonna sell? Hmmmm. You wonder. BOY, STOP! We still got

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"Once again, it's on." - Treach By Ronaldo Horacio Mexico, Dissociated Press Writer ORLANDO - A matter of mere days after announcing her pregnancy at American Girl in Atlanta, 16-year-old actress Jamie Lynn Spears reveals that she is marrying her unborn child's father, embattled R&B star Robert "R." Kelly. Kelly, 40, on campus fulfilling his directorial contract to score and arrange all

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Dem a call us piraaaates. Dem a call us illegal protesters. Just because we blog what the people want. Welcome to Jamaica, where slavery apparently still exists. "I don't know what the hell I'm going to do on this plantation." - New York Really? So you don't like the plantation, Miss New York? Eh, don't worry. You're already a slave. Not no classy slave like Thomas Jefferson's bitch. No,

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It's only fair that we give proper shine to the four finalists of "I Love Flavor Flav's Leftovers 2." (In order of departure) The Entertainer: Frankie the Entertainer really showed his garlic knots before his time was up. He held the Guido back for as long as he could but the arrival of his parents was the marinara on the fettuccine. His pops was cool; far cooler than I'd expect from, you

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Like, FORREALS! [much] more to come...

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We interrupt this "I Love New York 2" overdose to bring you this very important announcement: I mean... it's almost like when Thugnificent moved to Woodcrest. What a terribly scripted intro. I haven't seen acting that bad since the last time I saw Snoop Dogg acting. He should have shotgunned that little tar baby of his. I wonder how many times she's walked in on him "working on music, baby."

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I'm just saying. This is a rainbow district mating ritual. "Sssssh!-- ...and the African-American Salad Bird spreads its MiAKA feathers to attract a mate." Oooh. I must be gettin mad. He got him some bathing apes. Is this guy the A-rab he says he's going to "pass it to" on one of his previous classics? This shit is like a Mad TV sketch of itself. I am truly amazed by this divine caricature.

Ron Mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02318467355463080163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2088609979176586150.post-55988491873179659062007-12-12T14:08:00.000-05:002007-12-12T19:26:35.209-05:00

Before we explore how many derivatives of female genitalia these freaks saw in their ink blots, let's get these out of the way. Buddha, you on "Hell Date!" ...and you're gay! While the gentlemen were given over for psychoanalysis, the show behind the show was our forceful re-introduction to Miss New York as the undisputed queen of synthetic drama. Yes, synthetic drama differs from organic

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Alright guys. Sorry for missing a few of these, but here we go. How funny was this shit? Before "The Parent Trap" came this year's "Ex-Girl To The Next-Girl" episode starring Tailor Made, Buddha, Mr. Wise, Frankie Goomba the Entertainer, Punk and Pretty. I don't think they could have dreamed of a more eclectic and entertaining collection of ex and "

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"So many days. So many hours... --And the installation is freeeeeeee!" Sometimes you're out to dinner with your woman and Tyrese sits down at the table next to you. Sometimes your woman gets to her "Sweet Lady" fantasy happy place and shows Tyrese all 32 teeth and vaginal smile. Sometimes you gotta head home and take the L. It's a perfectly normal and realistic occurrence. Wouldn't let that

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Damn. As if my week wasn't fucked up enough already! I'm seriously heartbroken right now. Diamonds up against that wood.

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By Ronaldo H. Mexico, Dissociated Press Writer WASHINGTON HEIGHTS - A day before baseball's winter meetings begin New York Mets General Manager Omar Minaya believes he may have found a solution for his club's pitching woes. Strangely enough, it doesn't involve trading for American League aces Johan Santana or Danny Haren. Minaya, whose surprisingly smug demeanor in the wake of last September's

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Despite one member being incarcerated and the other on a 4-year crack binge on the sun, Bone Thugs -N- Harmony as a collective has once again emerged to societal relevance. Their victory last night at the American Music Awards for Best Rap Group, Enslemble, Minstrel Show or Duo certainly warrants some praise for the hardest-working potheads in the Hard-Ass R&B business. As you all know, "Lil

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Last week, Miss New York tossed all law and order aside in hopes that one special man may rise to the top of the Turrur Dome. The environment of barbarism and sexual deviance created by her "stoochie-first" philosophy has her home looking like the New York Knicks' practice facility. Are you going to get into the truck? The balls on CB4 to ask all of these guys to sign letters of approval for

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We embark on the latest installment of "The Quest for Chlamydia" with one question burning in our minds and hearts. Is there redemption for Taylor Dane? Alright, that's probably not what you've been asking all week. If you're anything like me, you were thinking: How terribly cheesy and scripted is their "spiritual encounter" going to be? Instead of using decency and good judgment to gauge

Ron Mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02318467355463080163noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2088609979176586150.post-8716032548129150432007-11-06T22:43:00.000-05:002007-11-09T17:11:42.732-05:00

Gotta love what we're working with on this second season of Black America's finest television program. "Soul Plane 2: The Blackjacking!" Wow. I'm just glad there's someone out there that hates the institution of "Soul Plane" as much as I do. What confuses me though, is how McGruder was able to convince the actual Soul Plane actors to contribute to his denouncement of their work. The 50 Cent

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If I wanted to see fake-ass X-Men I'd pay homeless people in sandwiches to reenact it like everyone else does. I'm finally fully over the flu. Thanks for the well wishes! Here's your week ahead: Tuesday - "Boondocks" Catch-Up Wednesday - "I Love New York," "Boondocks" Catch-Up Thursday - "The Salt 'N Pepa Show" Catch-Up, "Boondocks" Catch-Up Friday - "Gotti's Way" Catch-Up, "Boondocks"

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What is the first rule of "I Love New York?" We do not talk about "I Love New York." There's certainly been far more hatred than love juice being sprayed about in the VH1 Rent-A-Mansion on this week's installemnt of "I Love New York." My theory of males coexisting in close quarters more harmoniously than females has officially been debunked. The bitch niggas are showing their menstrual stains

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That wasn't so long ago, Saltine? Was it? This week on "The Salt & Pepa Show." The girls try to find someone who can fill the void Mr. O.P.P. Man left in Sandy's heart and vagine. A charismatic older dude in a green suit and gold hat told me the two were connected. He also rambled on about "schooling me to some game," but he lost me at "best bottom bitch." Damn, you guys are right! Pepa is

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Everyone in your control tower needs to be castrated. Cut their balls off like Tyler Durden. You mean to tell me a goofy-ass nigga sitting in a plane on his iPhone can tell the team of Rhesus monkeys in the control tower that the air is clear for takeoff? What is he flying? The Soul Plane? Unless he flies for NWA, I'm calling bullshit, Mr. Jobs.

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Tailor [Bitch-]Made has been a busy little hair plug this week, hasn’t he? In the mold of the great Red Oyster before him, Tailor Made has been doing his damndest to keep the shit pot well stirred. Little did we all know, he’d chosen to fuck with “the wrong one,” as they say in the ghetto. *snicker snicker* After Tailor snitched out Cedric the Entertainer’s Comic View routine to Midget Mac,

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"Whattup, Gotti?!" -Ja Rule, 2003/Ron Mexico, 20 minutes ago I don't know what's more ironic, my insistence upon this song as definitive of the Murder Inc. philosophy on hit-making (not to mention appropriate background music for the blog), or Bobby Brown wearing a Len Bias jersey... especially given the events of the past week. What the fuck?! Bobby probably left the final 8-ball in Len's

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Salt & Pepa's here... --But ain't shit in effect for these girls anymore. As expected on VH1, home of Celebreoverty, the dynamic duo hasn't been excited enough to "Shoop" since they were blurring the Hilfiger logos out of rap videos. The premiere of "The Salt & Pepa Show" did a fine job of explaining the premise of the estrogen war that the series is based upon. Cheryl "Salt" Ward done put

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Fashiggadle, my niggadle. Where da marbles? It's your number one higgadizzle, Ronnie Theeizz from The Bay. Oooooooh! They had Forty Water workin his ass off didn't they? Nigga said "Why sit around this bitch spending money when I could be getting paid." I ain't mad at it. I'm over here tycoonin and campaignin, ya smiggadelle me? Did I say "coonin?" The 2007 installment of The Negro Channel

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This week on "19 Freaks and a Midget," Miss New York tests her stable's propensity to accelerated adaptation by tossing about 15 porch monkeys into a lake. Whosoever pleases the Cockness Monster the most via natural selection earns one-on-one time with the whore, the myth and the legend all at once. ...and I still wait for the letter carrier to bring me my O.J. prize. Damn, Midget Mac really

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Hello, haters! I ain't forget about you all or my responsibilities. I have been battling the flu like whoa. You'll have your ILNY2 post tonight, though. Expect S&P & Gotti's Way doubled up tomorrow. I'll also catch us up on The Boondocks and never let go. Check back tonight! Love and Hate, Ronaldinho

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These niggas said "Fuck a BET Hip-Hop Awards!" The only thing VH1 gives away to The Negro Channel is quality of host. I'd much rather watch Katt Williams take shots at attendees than Brian Fellow either doing his best impersonation of a Hip Hop Infinity message board poster driving a cab or staring mindlessly at the telepromtper between backstage bumps. Oh, there was a lot of coke at this

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Is it that time of year already? This year's parade of bitch niggas was partially determined by you, the viewing public. The ringmaster of Dingaling Brothers and Barnum & Bailey Circus is a high-yellow Shane Battier-lookin motherfucker named "The Entertainer." Unfortunately for him, people don't just up and laugh because you're an octoroon anymore. He's going to have to put some work in to

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"I Love New York" "The Salt & Pepa Show" "Gotti's Law" combine that with "The Boondocks" later in the evening and Ronaldinho is a busy man on Mondays. Oh, I feel so alive! See you in the morning.

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By Ronaldo H. Mexico, Dissociated Press Writer NEW YORK - The New York Knicks have adressed their frontcourt concerns by acquiring Sean Preston, Jayden James and cash considerations from the Los Angeles Gigolos for Britney Spears, the remainder of her dignity and the maximum contracts of Penny Hardaway and Shandon Anderson. The move comes as little surprise to most fans. Eariler this week

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I guess this is a darkie-operated toll booth in O'Reilly-vision. Jermaine, you leprechaun of the hood, how could you?

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Come on, Negro Channel. Just say it. We'll respect you more. This is my new favorite Soulja Boy video. Don't get me wrong. It's nice to see Joe Clair getting a damn check. He's been getting his national commercials in and shit. Feed your family, proud black king. Gotta love that, right? But what the hell kind of darkie freak show do they have him working? I don't know if Ron Mexico could show

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Here's one from my hiatus that we shouldn't let go without discussion. Sorry. This nigga can't get off the hook. You all know the single. Hurricane Chris swept the summer away with his sugar broom and infectious catcall-turned-single "A Bay Bay." To his credit, at least it's not a dance. Look at this burnt stick of Juicy Fruit. Dude look like Tevin Campbell and his AZT combo spent a little

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I just watched NBC's completely retarded reincarnation of the Lindsay Wagner classic, "The Bionic Woman." Alright, let me not fuck around. Phony nostalgia serves no one. "The Bionic Woman" was a watered-down spin-off of "The Six Million Dollar Man," a far superior program, and this is watered-down recreation of that shit. Yep, as expected, some third-generation diluted shit. Great job

Ron Mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02318467355463080163noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2088609979176586150.post-83208714077190660742007-09-25T03:13:00.000-04:002007-09-25T04:40:29.811-04:00

Nope, I'm not talking about his wife. I don't even feel sorry for her. She knew the strange, strange man she married. She's lucky none of his weird sex props were involved in the details. Instead, we brace for a tidbit that the New York Post would headline "Marbury Cockblocks Cousin." Yep. They're that clever. In the latest goings-on at Jimmy Dolan's Animal House, MSG intern Kathleen Decker,

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Over a decade ago, Hall of Fame running back, comedy actor and hairline deviant Orenthal James (the bus-driving murderer) Simpson was acquitted by a jury of his peers of the double murder his wife and the tennis instructor she was banging. Chris Rock banter aside, while I’d never condone murder, teenage Ronnie totally understood where the nigga was coming from with that ‘

Ron Mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02318467355463080163noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2088609979176586150.post-61325673335500033222007-09-14T16:55:00.000-04:002007-09-14T17:43:31.057-04:00

No, not the Bone Brothers (Layzie & Bizzy). I did not catch this as it happened at the VMA. My homegirl showed me this shit a little white ago on People. Looks like Lil' Ho Peep lost her sheep on the strip. Ice on the god damned pacifier. ...and I heard she like 23.

Ron Mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02318467355463080163noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2088609979176586150.post-15801674176082456792007-09-12T16:12:00.000-04:002007-09-12T20:23:09.828-04:00

Oh, my god. I did it! I survived Super 9/11 Tuesday! I think it's time for some T-shirts. After midnight had passed, and the stores were fully stocked with Kanye and 50’s new albums, I made sure to contact all of my family in the New York Area to make sure they were okay. Only my sister, Tameka Mexico-Barclays, who had just come home from Rikers’ Island on Monday, was adversely affected by

Ron Mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02318467355463080163noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2088609979176586150.post-36974398551195754632007-09-10T16:18:00.000-04:002007-09-10T16:59:19.097-04:00

Fuck a [sweet, gentle] Sway! Ron Mexico here with the VMA post-game you actually care about. It rocks you my way. Live from Sodom and Gomorrah! It's Sunday night! This year, MTV’s Bullshit for Bullshit Awards were held at the pinnacle of societal degradation. I knew MTV didn’t give a wet squirrel fart about the viewing public, but damn… they don’t give two shits about the celebrities they

Ron Mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02318467355463080163noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2088609979176586150.post-13675708468062620542007-09-07T07:00:00.000-04:002007-09-07T04:34:41.126-04:00

For your hating pleasure, I've decided to reach back and get at some of the classic BET UnCut videos we missed out on at you-know-where. The glory days of the 3AM EST ghetto spankfest that was BET UnCut were defined by a handful of cinematographic events the likes of "What That Thang Smell Like," "Dolly," "Tip Drill," "Slap It, Clap It" and the bottom bitch collection du jour "Uh Huh." Like

Ron Mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02318467355463080163noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2088609979176586150.post-90124920424729742612007-09-06T03:50:00.000-04:002007-09-07T04:33:19.192-04:00

Here lie two of the best from the worst popular R&B singer of the 80s & 90s. Ladies and gentlemen, the finest hours of Apollo Legend, Keith Sweat! Keith Sweat feat. Kut Close - "Twisted" I thought we were down. After a cameo in "New Jack City," non-singin ass Keith wannna play po-leese. With "Darkie's Angels" by his side, he really feels like he can do anything, so the label allowed it. In

Ron Mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02318467355463080163noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2088609979176586150.post-449341817655981982007-09-04T07:00:00.000-04:002007-09-04T06:54:52.707-04:00

I hope you all enjoyed the Labor Day weekend. I also hope you got a handful off ass on Eastern Parkway. Now back to werk. Throughout my Big Green catalogue, I've been particularly kind to Ludacris. Not only is he one of the most vicious ever to deliver a rhyme, but the man has made some great videos. I guess dude is due for a Mexican shitshower. "Celebrity Chick" is one light-skinned,

Ron Mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02318467355463080163noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2088609979176586150.post-58947636747758777252007-08-29T01:52:00.000-04:002007-08-29T20:04:51.480-04:00

"Watch me shuffle! Watch me jig!" See, that ain't even a joke. Those are actual lyrics to this shit! This is the 4-year-old Chris Rock spoke about that couldn't talk, but could do the "Tootsee Roll." I've most certainly slowed my roll when it comes to equating all southern dance with coonery. It's ignorant and insensitive to believe that every dance that comes from our Dixie brethren is some

Ron Mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02318467355463080163noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2088609979176586150.post-44565391683928621862007-08-28T18:36:00.000-04:002007-08-28T18:44:05.315-04:00

So... I just watched Crap City and 106 & Turn This Shit Off today. I realized I have a LOT of fucking work to do. What the fuck is this Soulja Boy shit?! How many rotation videos is Lil' Wayne in? A Bay Bay? Damn... It's like I serve out my little sentence and BET tries its hardest to drown us like pitbulls. We have some work to do. Some double-ups may be in order. I think I actually like

Ron Mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02318467355463080163noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2088609979176586150.post-45538135088724450152007-08-28T13:44:00.000-04:002007-08-29T04:13:09.193-04:00

Single #3 from the hardest (and best) Common album since "One Day..." is the not-so-hard "Drivin' Me Wild" featuring white girl du jour Lily Allen. Actually, Amy Winehouse missed the session because she sniffed her body weight in coke that morning. --Yep. A whole $50 bag. For this to be another one of Common's "wise rapper with foresight into your life" tracks, the wraparound sure is suspect

Ron Mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02318467355463080163noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2088609979176586150.post-11147817291642261362007-08-27T13:04:00.000-04:002007-08-28T14:34:01.118-04:00

I thought it only appropriate on the day of his plea hearing to share my thoughts on the man and the situation he's found himself in. First and absolutely foremost, I believe dogfighting is a cruel, inhumane and ignorant form of "sport." However, for the first time in my life I agree with Stephon "12 dimes and 3 assists" Marbury. While he didn't initially express it the way he meant to, he

Ron Mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02318467355463080163noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2088609979176586150.post-6632004037798411132007-08-22T17:37:00.000-04:002007-08-23T17:01:50.799-04:00

The City's inaugural installment of "Throwback Thursday" is a double-feature from one of my all-time favorite rap groups. 1997's "Uptown Saturday Nite" prompted young, upright negroes Bill Cosby and Sidney Poitier to mainstream recognition as rappers on the heels of two strong singles, "Luchini (This Is It)" and "Coolie High." I still knock this "Luchini" shit damn near daily. I don't know

Ron Mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02318467355463080163noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2088609979176586150.post-85934201528965598372007-08-20T13:12:00.000-04:002007-08-20T13:50:41.695-04:00

Trying to lull myself to sleep the other night I stumbled upon quite possibly BET’s greatest embarrassment to date, “Hot Ghetto Mess/We Got to Do Better/We Don’t Know WHAT the Fuck to Call This Bullshit.” So… The Negro Channel thinks we have to do better, huh? Ain’t that some funny shit? THAT should be the premise of the show! BET executives should make YouTube videos imploring and encouraging

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