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I was off on Friday so I saw AVP (Aliens VS Predator) and I liked it. Probably dug it because I had absolutely no expectations for it. Didn’t even know it was PG-13 until I sat down in the theater. Now, I do agree with those who thought there should have been way more whoop-ass between the aliens and predator’s but I also understand the nature of the beast…no pun intended. To do that, would have meant to get rid of the human element, which I agree was pretty annoying because we wanted to see the whoop- ass. However, because the Predator’s don’t speak any earthly language (that we know of), and aliens just make shrill noises, that wouldn’t be much for a dialogue driven plot now would it. Then you’d have the asshole, me probably, wondering why they were fighting…what the basis for the story was. The good thing is that a sequel can and probably will be made, where a lot more whoop-ass can actually happen.

Later that night…I saw PRINCE. That guy fucking rocks in concert. Best concert I’ve EVER seen. No way he could do all the hits, but he did a helluva lot of ‘em. “The Beautiful Ones”, “Let’s Go Crazy”, “Adore”, “Nothing Compares 2 U”, “Seven”, “Little Red Corvette”, “D.M.S.R.”, “Kiss” and “Purple Rain” just to name a few. Words can not express how much of a showman he is and how dope his band was. Son, the drummer was off the chains…and he had Maceo Parker in tow…as in James Brown “Maceo, hey hey, Ooooow!!!’ Maceo Parker! Fellas, if he ever comes back to town, and you have a bun bun you’re dealing with, take her to see Prince. Shit, she may even pay. Afterwards you have to do nothing…nothing you hear me?! The foreplay was already done by Prince.

Speaking of which, it was way too many single women in crews at the show. Fellas, ya’ll are slippin’. Oh, and there was this one chick, with white jeans on…stellar ass. My man, let me just elaborate on the remarkable nature of white jeans and a fatty. Okay, tight blue jeans are great, and black jeans are even better, but not every phat ass is created equal. Only the special, can wear a pair of white tight jeans and come off like “What?!”. When I see something…that…wonderful, I literally have to say “God is good”. Now, she was with somebody, and hopefully dude capitalized on Prince’s singing, for if he failed to make something happen with that…he don’t need to ever hit up another concert again. No Patti, Luther, nothing! You’re being demoted to Oran “Juice” Jones, cousin…it’s that serious.

The rest of the weekend was pretty much lazy afternoons and Olympics. There’s something very sexy about women’s volleyball…On the women’s team, there’s this one chick named Santos, but she’s married. But there’s also this 21 year old named Nimani or something like that…P.H.A.T.: Pretty Hot and Tempting. And does Serena look extra yummy in the nike and McDonalds commercials or what?! That girl just don’t know. Give a brother 3 minutes, or maybe even fo’…ya’ll know the rest.

Phat…phat…whoo, damn…phat! You know, pretty hot and tempting? I’m stunned by your phatness. ~ Chris Tucker as Franklin Hatchett in Money Talks