This week the British Home Office, the UK folks in charge of entry clearances, visas and such, denied entry clearance to the rapper Snoop Dog. Last year he & his posse (sorry Kiki) got into a brouhaha at Heathrow when British Airways wouldn't let his entire group into the first class lounge. Of the 30+ in his entourage, only 3 had first class tickets. What is a rapper to do? Well, you throw things and generally bust up the first class lounge. Seven police officers suffered injuries,British Airways banned him for life and the UK said don't come back anytime soon. So what does he do? He schedules the opening leg of his new tour with P Diddy (aka Sean Combs, Puffy, etc) to start this week in the UK and kind of double dog (snoop dog) dares the British government. I am glad to see the British government doesn't back down.
Actually I had no idea the entry requirements were so stringent. There are many incidents in our past that might not have passed muster had the Home Office taken a closer look. Some of the more serious allegations include: pushing shopping carts off college dorm buildings, 2 tickets for running the exact same stop sign within 10 days of each other, setting fire to a palapa in Mexico, running over a stop sign in our home down, hitting a Japanese employee of the Korean embassy with an errant golf ball. The list could or could not go on, allegedly.
Most of our more colorful incidents involve Chizz. That should be no surprise to anyone. He is a playa. Fo' shizzle. Puffy call him!
3 comments:
good thing that there's no codicile about any fecal material dropping from same said dormitory roof -- especially toward a running tape recorder -- otherwise Chizz may have just about have earned a ban for life!
Sir Marquis:
Whilst Chizz has some vague recollection of perhaps being at such an event, he claims he has no intimate knowledge of any of the more physical aspects of this affair.
do i even have to point out my objections to this post?
as a fifteen (almost sixteen) year old, i have serious reservations about the language my mother is using in this blog, attempting to be "cool"
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