So, Kanye West's mother -- rather than tolerate one more day of her son's petulant whining I'd imagine -- has opted to take the easy way out and die.
This of course isn't the least bit funny.
What is mildly amusing is that Dr. Donda West, apparently not content to simply get by on her Ph.D or the very big brain behind it, may have died while undergoing -- wait for it -- cosmetic surgery.
Think of it as the hip-hop mom equivalent of your average rapper being crushed by a falling 22" spinning rim.
Can we get a moment of silence in the rap community for Dr. West?
And can we make it last for the next hundred years or so?
(Yeah, yeah, I know -- I'm going to hell. Feel free to direct your complaints here.)
Monday, November 12, 2007
Posted by Chez at 8:18 AM