also, apparently, rap and rock stras don't hang out in their giant ass living rooms, or swim in their pools.  what a bunch of assholes.  its like "hey trick daddy, since you're not using your pool, mind if i take a dip?"  that probably wouldn't fly.
 

Hmm, "Dirty" is a mood?  I guess that one can feel pretty dirty, at times. 

 

Yeah well in the summer of 2000 I was told by a reporter for People Magazine that Russel Simmons is gay and that the whole marriage thing was a front. This guy who told us was formerly a reporter at the Plain Dealer in Cleveland and among other things told us about Michael Jordan's illegitimate children and the way the tabloid national press works together to keep this sort of stuff out of the news. I was on a school trip which I got 3 credit hours for...we went to People Magazine's offices up on like the 40th floor somewhere in Midtown, other highlights of that trip were meeting the gay dude from the B-52's and meeting Spike Lee's younger brother. Spike was at a Knick's playoff game or else we would have met him too. The worst part of the trip though was this was during the internet boom and we went to this tech business where they had some red-headed 17 year-old working in a leather chair making $70 grand...the guy running the place kept showing off that their biggest account was for Morgan-Stanley or one of those big investment firms and that Paul Simon's PR guy's office was just down the hall. Whatever, bro. Then and there I realized New York City was for dorks and dedicated the rest of my life to Ohio.
 

I always knew Russel was queer. He wears really tight jeans, designs womens underwear, has a meditation room, and he speaks with a lisp. Fag!