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FROM April 11, 2005

The above tri-lingual razzle-dazzle is to distract myself from the mortal shame that accompanies an email from young homes Sean Fennessey, telling me I am totes making orgasm-face on the Fader blog. Subject line: "The Letter, not the Omarion Single." At least schnookums and I can cancel our order for that mirrored canopy now.

Here is a photo collage of how much fun we had on the extracurriculars of the Feminism & Hip-Hop conference, at the Fader vs. Pitchfork deathmatch. Chicago really holds it down.

<< | Posted on April 11, 2005 at 8:00 PM | >>

Comments (3):

Yo, just the fact that the fader had anything going on at the feminist hip hop forum
is a little suspect, right? I know it's not
Blender or whatever, and they don't have gals
with cum on they face, but shit, the fader. feminist. hip hop.??

kinda like a pulitzer going to the wweek?

B on at

um, duly noted (?) but step your reading comprehension game up on that last sentence of the post.

nick on at

J,

I don't say this enough but you're a hottie. Just to share.

O-Dilla on at

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