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Well, this movie was a far-fetched mess that only appeared put together during the scenes where life lessons were humorously learned through the tell-it-like-it-is antics of Madea. Funny, although I have never seen a Tyler Perry play before, somehow
from watching this movie and its predecesor, Diary of a Mad Black Woman, I feel as though I'm left to believe that rich black men will whoop your ass and true happiness is found only through the gentle hands of a blue collar brotha. *eyeroll* *yawn*
After the movie, I had to high-tail it to the Union Square Barnes and Noble to pick up a book for my photography class on Tuesday (I am a proscratinator in every sense of the word). On the way there I couldn't get the "let's take this back to the old school; let's take this to union square" line from that song out of my head. Ah well, I've got a bunch of chapters to read before I can go to bed tonight. :/
Dave Chapelle's Block Party? mclikewha miss_gigi? Yes? No?
Why do I feel like I need a tetnus shot after being on the subway? Ewwwww.