Christina Milian was a pre-Grammy celebration (yes, that's tomorrow night) hosted by RedZone and Radio Killa Records. She was dressed in a way that makes no sense to me, but does seem to speak to me below the belt-line. My mind sees pink candy and my libido sees...pink candy...*clears throat.*

Though she'll probably never need a facelift if she keeps pulling her hair that tight.

I have no idea who Christina Milan is or exactly what she does, but her manager should probably suggest that she sticks to prancing around on the beach in a bikini. It seems to be working for her. Damn, this chick is cute. Good thing for her I didn't show up, because I wouldn't want her to lose the sexy. Girls tend to lose control when my 1994 Nissan Sentra pulls up. My Sentra with the spinners and the CD player adapter. Oh yeah, don't fight it baby.



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Three days after he called two black hecklers "niggers" during a performance at the Laugh Factory in Los Angeles on Friday night, Michael ("Cosmo Kramer") Richards appeared on Letterman last night via satellite to issue an apology at the urging of Jerry Seinfeld, who was a scheduled guest. Richards says:

For me to be at a comedy club and flip out and say this crap, I'm deeply, deeply sorry. I'm not a racist. That's what's so insane about this.

What's also insane is apologizing for being a racist then referring to black people as "blacks" and "Afro-Americans." Instead of saying this on TV, he should have said this while walking down the steps of the plantation in a white linen suit and sipping on some iced tea.

If you haven't seen the video of the actual incident yet, here it is.


150 years ago, I would have let Christina Milan live in the house: