Diddy at Wet Republic at the MGM Grand in Las Vegas (9/19)
Diddy treated a bunch of audience members like common criminals earlier this week at BET studios in New York after he accidentally flung his $20,000 ring into the crowd. From the New York Post:
The rapper/producer, whose real name is Sean Combs, had security search all 160 audience members after filming wrapped on the BET music-video show "106 & Park" before they were allowed to leave.
The search came up empty.
"The craziest shit just happened to me lol I guess its shittin on me season . . . Enjoy it while it lasts!!!!! lol life is crazy!" Diddy posted on his Twitter page soon afterward.
It was not clear which of the rapper's rings disappeared at the CBS studios on West 57th Street, but a staffer told the audience it was worth $20,000.
"He ain't getting' it back," one witness said. "Someone pocketed that, and they probably took it to the nearest jeweler."
You know the economy's bad when Diddy makes a big deal about losing a $20k ring. Old Diddy used to wipe his ass with $20k rings. Sure they cut him up like nobody's business and he still can't ride mechanical bulls to this day, but what the hell else was he supposed to do with all that money he had? Give to charity? LOL!
NOTE: “. . . is better than you” is a Friday feature showcasing multi-million dollar celebrity homes in the hopes of generating feelings of jealousy, hatred, and animosity towards said celebrity. When you get down to the entertainment-dollar-spending core of it, you helped buy that home. Sucker!
You gotta think a story like this is gonna do some serious damage to Diddy's street cred. From the New York Post:
Sean Combs' birthday at Mansion was a nightmare for a young designer who decorated the Chelsea hot spot. "He was given a budget of $7,000 and 12 hours to create an all-white décor, including 1,000 white roses, blow-ups of Diddy and Barack Obama, and $2,000 of white fabric," our spy said. "Diddy declared it dreadful and went into a major hissy fit, screaming, 'Show me the receipts!' and 'Get the money back!' to his assistant. Then he began ripping the fabric off the walls saying he hated it. He berated the poor young decorator to the point that the guy gave back $2,000 of the money he had spent." (Source)
Oh my god Sean Combs is a douche bag. His music sucks balls, his TV shows are painfully embarrassing, and his obsession with everything white is a tad disturbing. And what's with these self-aggrandizing parties? Was it Obama who won or Emperor Combs? Sean, here's a newsflash: Everybody knows you're a hack. You need a career boost in the worst way. Maybe you'll get lucky like in '97 and another one of your more-talented friend will get killed. I smell a bestselling tribute album!
Diddy stepped in a steaming pile of dog shit yesterday in New York. Awesome. Normally I'm against people not cleaning up after their pets, but in this case, I'd like to award that irresponsible dog owner a shiny medal.
Diddy went on a much-publicized YouTube rant last week about the cost of gas. He claimed prices were so high, he quit using his private jet and started flying commercial. Except he doesn't actually own a private jet. Details, details. The Palm Beach Post says:
A thorough review of federal records shows that no plane in this country is registered to a Sean Combs or any of the trend-setter's numerous companies, including clothier Sean John and his music company, Bad Boy Entertainment.
One private aviation source scoffed: "It's my jet this, my jet that, he's just pretending. I have list of every plane with the name of the owner, and he's not on it."
Combs' publicist says he owns a fraction of a jet. NetJets spokeswoman Maryann Aarseth confirmed that Combs is a fractional owner but did not provide the amount of his share or the tail number of the plane. Fractional owners pay for a limited number of flight hours on any company jet, according to NetJets.com.(Source)
I've got $6.27 still left in an old mutual fund I used to contribute to at my last job's 401K plan. And since a mutual fund invests in hundreds of different companies' stock, does that mean I own "fractional" amounts of McDonald's, Microsoft, and Disney? If so, I'm going to take after Diddy and start telling that to chicks. Hopefully it'll work better than my most recent pickup line: "Does this rag smell like chloroform to you?"
A drunk driver smashed into Diddy's Maybach on Friday night outside Manhattan's 1Oak nightclub. A new Maybach runs $426,000 -- a bit more if you go for the nuclear engine instead of the V-12 -- so, ya' know, I hope the dude has insurance. According to TMZ, the guy that hit Diddy's ride, Charles Lorenzo, was so drunk that he passed out face down on the street. I did the same thing at lunch last weekend after seeing the Sex and the City movie. I know you guys think I'm this tough dude and all because I've undefeated in cage matches, but I just can't handle cosmos.
Earlier this week some hostess at GoldBar in New York had the nerve to ask rap mogul Sean Combs (aka Diddy aka the guy that claims to have had sex for 30 straight hours) how many people were in his party. I know, I know, the nerve of that bitch. Don't worry, ho got what was coming to her. From the New York Post:
A witness outside downtown hot spot GoldBar the other night said, "He walked right up to the door girl with four other people in his crew. When she asked him how many people he was with, Diddy just called her a 'Fucking bitch' and opened the velvet rope and let himself through." Reps for GoldBar and Combs declined to comment. (Source)
I'm actually glad this happened. For the past decade I haven't known what to call this guy. Puff Daddy? P Diddy? Diddy? I've pretty much stopped talking about him altogether because I don't want to seem too white and call him the wrong name. But now I can just call him Asshole. Or is it A Hole? Or maybe just Hole. Dammit! First math and now this, why does life have to be so damn tough!
In what is most certainly not a made-up claim, rap mogul Sean "Diddy" Combs told the London Mirror he had sex for 30-straight hours upon arriving in London with girlfriend Kim Porter last week:
"As soon as we landed, we went straight to the Eiffel Tower, drank champagne at the top and just kissed and kissed. Then we went up to my suite and had tantric sex for at least 30 hours, ordering up whipped cream and strawberries while we were at it. As meticulous as I am with my work, I'm more meticulous with lovemaking. I like to do it for a long time." (Source)
Is it possible to have too much of a good thing. I mean I enjoy sex as much as the next guy but, c'mon, 30 hours? If you're anything like me, you just want to get in, do your business, and then get back to your puzzle. Right now, I'm working on a 10,000 piecer of a New England lighthouse. Such fun! Just like PlayStation!
UPDATE: A reader just kindly informed me the Eiffel Tower is not in London. Of course, I know this, I was merely testing you. Up next? THE OBSTACLE COURSE
The Los Angeles Police Department is investigating rap mogul Sean "Diddy" Combs over an alleged assault that occurred Sunday Night. 27-year-old Gerard Rechnitzer, a Los Angeles real estate broker, was at a post-Oscar party at the Roosevelt Hotel with his fiancée. While leaving the party at 2am, Rechnitzer made a quick trip to the bathroom. When he emerged, he noticed a group of six men--including Diddy--surrounding his fiancée. According to TMZ:
...the 5'7", 140 lb. Rechnitzer watched as Combs chatted up his girl for about five minutes, and then asked his fiancée to leave with him. At that point, Combs allegedly told the woman he was having a party and invited her to come. Rechnitzer persisted and asked his fiancée again to leave with him. Combs then allegedly socked Rechnitzer in the jaw.
Rechnitzer, a real estate broker, called 911. The LAPD came out and took a report, but Combs had left before the cops arrived. An ambulance came but Rechnitzer declined treatment. (Source)
So this dude was standing a few feet away watching another guy hit on his fiancée for five minutes. Unbelievable. I hope this assault case gets taken to trial: "We the jury find the plaintiff, Gerard Rechnitzer, guilty of being a HUGE PUSSY." I'm not sure how the legal system works but I'm pretty sure switcheroos like that are allowed.
Diddy almost came to blows with supermodel Naomi Campbell at Jermaine Dupri's Grammy after-party on Sunday. According to a witness, as soon as he he saw the supermodel, Diddy "just started screaming at her." While the two stars used to be quite friendly with each other, their relationship soured after Campbell declined the [unpaid] opportunity to be the face of the Sean John clothing line. According to one party guest:
"No one could believe it. He was screaming obscenities at her, and also screaming at Terrence Howard, who was with her." Campbell, however, brushed it off. "Naomi played it totally cool." (Source)
I've never had a problem fighting women--especially them uppity hippies with their loud mouths and unshaven legs--but Naomi Campbell is not a chick I would fuck with. Her testosterone levels have to be sky high, right? I'm talking man levels. That's the only rational explanation for all of her aggressive behavior. My lawyer told me that, as of January 1 we can legally start calling her Nate Campbell. As for peeing standing up. Nate/Naomi will find a way. He's resourceful like that.
