When you have the real celebs in Hollywood doing all they can to stay relevant, you can bet that SoJones has the perfect person for all that fashion drama.Today we will observe Miley Cyrus and how she got Nicki Minaj and Taylor Swift to get all that bad blood going on. Plus we got Poet Jack Williams ready to serenade this crazy world with more of the original black man poetry that gets you turned up with all the real bosses out there. We’d rather hear that instead of Taylor Swift fart or Nicki Minaj lie to rappers about what she really feels about them.
Next we want to give the official scoop according to Palo Alto Daily:
After hosting MTV’S Video Music awards in an assortment of neraly nude costumes- and then exposing a breast in front of the camera backstage- Miley Cyrus’ after-party was even more outrageous, the New York Post reports. The party had little people dressed as ice cream cones, fake cocaine and bobbing for something much naughtier than apples. The X-rated bash at Beacher’s Madhouse at the Hollywood Roosevelt hotel had walls covered with images of genitals and melting ice cream, and the ceilings was covered with neon ballons and streamers.
“There were fake lines of cocaine on everyone’s tables,” one witness told the newspaper. And, “At one point Miley got on the stage and started twerking with (her 6-foot-7 sometimes backup dancer) Amazon Ashley and the group of drag queens she performed with during the show.”
So what do you think reader? Is Miley trying to communicate with Aliens and basically just ignoring humans altogether? Maybe it’s brother Lurch from the church of Lurch who told Jack to rhyme this poem because of all the body parts showing up at all these hotel parties we host in the bay:
THE PEN IS MY PAL AND THE PAPER IS MY TOWEL AND I’M WASHING CLEAN MY ANCIENT SCOWL.
I HAVE A NEW SONG IN MY BOWEL WORDS THAT GIVE MY SPIRIT CHOW.
THE SONGS COMFORT ME LIKE A WOMAN AND A SHAWL.
I’M WRAPPED UP IN THE LINES OF THE PAPER AND EVERY IDEA IS MAJOR.
THEY KEEP GROWING THE SAME AS AN IVY VINE UP A WALL SO TO THE LORD I WILL CALL.
BECAUSE I FEAR THE FALL, THE PAIN, THE RAIN, THE TRYING TO GAIN IN VAIN,
SO I CALLED ON THE LORD FOR A CHANGE.
BY: JACK EARL WILLIAMS J.R.
Wow: Now that you know where the real swag is at, we at SoJones will make sure to write you about.