Quincy Jones Doesn’t Give A F*ck

Listen, old people don’t give a flying fuckity-fuck, son. I swear, once people make it past “retirement age,” they do and say whatever the hell they want, man. All I know is, Quincy Jones DEFINITELY fits into that category, fam. Real talk, the legendary producer recently did interviews with GQ AND with Vulture. Needless to say, he let ALL of the hot takes go, bruh! All in all, I can see people having issues with some of his statements. However; his sit-downs with these well-known publications were HIGHLY entertaining, folks!

Ok, let’s just skip the formalities, son. On the real, I simply want to get straight to the fuckery, man. Now, in regards to the tomfoolery, I want to do something a little different, fam. Keeping it a buck, I want to go through some of Jones’s most ear-catching stories in bullet format. With that being said, here’s some of the shit that made me go “oh shit”:

1. Jones claims to have 22 girlfriends all around the world. In addition, despite being 84 years old, his women apparently range between 28 and 42. Now, even funnier, those ages are part of an agreement between him and his daughters. Look, this is a wild motherfucker, son!

2. When he was down with Lionel Hampton‘s band, they allegedly used to buy dope from Detroit Red. Now, this is notable because the man formerly known as Detroit Red eventually became Malcolm X. Sheesh, that’s some wild shit, man!

3. Jones claims that Ray Charles convinced him to try heroin for a few months. In addition, Charles’s addiction was apparently so bad, he used to have a guy shoot dope directly into his nuts. Look, if that story ain’t true, then Jones has the CRAZIEST imagination, fam!

4. Apparently, after the infamous James Brown concert where Prince embarrassed himself in front of Michael Jackson, Prince tried to run over MJ with his limousine. Bruh, that’s fucking HILARIOUS! I swear, Prince was always the king of petty. This is part of the reason why I’m still a huge fan of his.

5. Jones asserts that MJ’s monkey, Bubbles, hit his daughter Rashida. Now, hurting a child is never funny, but come on, son! Only MJ would get into some shit where his pet monkey hit a kid. Good Lord, Mike was a cotdamn legend but a weird ass dude, man!

6. Jones maintains that Taylor Swift is a bad songwriter, that Elvis Presley couldn’t sing and that The Beatles were terrible musicians. Listen, I can see A LOT of people being upset by these claims, but what the fuck can they say to Quincy Jones, fam? I mean, he’s a legend among legends, bruh. Just deal with it.

7. Jones said that Marilyn Monroe‘s breasts looked like pears. On the real, I don’t know why that’s so funny, but I laughed REALLY hard when I read that, son.

8. About twelve years ago, Jones allegedly dated Ivanka Trump. Now, in his own words, she had great legs, so OF COURSE he had to do it, man! Real talk, this man has been a dog, by his own admission, for DECADES!

9. Last but not least, Jones claims that Marlon Brando smashed James Baldwin, Richard Pryor and Marvin Gaye. Now, I’m not surprised by Baldwin. Hell, I’m not even surprised by Pryor. Look, Pryor has made jokes about his sexuality and his widow even confirmed the story. However; Gaye through me for a loop, fam. All in all, this tale doesn’t make one bit of difference to me. But, it’s bugged out how casually Jones said it, bruh. Shit, it’s almost as if he looked at the interviewer crazy for not knowing this information. At the end of the day, Jones has seen EVERYTHING, people!

In the end, long live Quincy Jones, son! Ultimately, that’s a wild ass dude, man! All I can say is, I can read/listen/watch his interviews all day, fam. By and by, shout-out to GQ and Vulture for getting him to let off these shots. That is all. LC out.

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Get Donald Trump Jr. The F*ck Outta Here!

Bruh, what the fuck is going on around here, man? Now, if anyone has been paying attention, I’ve stayed away from politics for the last few weeks. I mean, so much tomfoolery has transpired, frankly, I can’t keep up, son. With that being said, Donald Trump Jr. is out here wilin’, fam. Like, this dude actually admitted to trying to conspire with Russia. All I want to know is, why hasn’t this entire ship sunk yet?

So, the fuckery began in June of 2016. While Donald Trump was still battling Hillary Clinton for the presidency, Trump Jr. received a random email. In it, Rob Goldstone, a Russian business associate of Trump, claimed to be in touch with a senior Russian government official. Apparently, this official claimed to have damaging information about Clinton. From there, Goldstone arranged a meeting with Trump Jr., Paul ManafortJared Kushner and a Russian lawyer.

Now, keep in mind, at this time, Paul Manafort was Trump’s campaign manager. In addition, Kushner is Ivanka Trump‘s husband and currently serves as a senior advisor to Trump. Meaning, three people in Trump’s inner circle scheduled a meeting with a foreign entity in an effort to discredit Clinton. Good fucking Lord, man! How is ANYONE cool with this?! After allllllllll of their collusion denials, we now have definitive proof that all of their claims are pure bullshit, man. Trump’s administration LITERALLY talked to Russian dignitaries to try and alter the course of an American presidential election.

All in all, it doesn’t matter that Natalia Veselnitskaya didn’t provide any useful information. All that matters is the fact that these clowns were willing to go to these lengths to help Trump’s campaign. On the real, it makes all of their denials even more infuriating, son. Fam, they didn’t even do a good job of covering their tracks. Son, all of their shit is starting to hit the fan, man. Ultimately, enough is fucking enough, bruh.

In the end, I can’t take any more of this shit, people. Keeping it a buck, it bothers me to no end that more Republicans won’t stand up against this shit. I mean, what would Trump and company have to do for them to finally wake up? Would the administration have to drop a nuke before the GOP realizes the gravity of the situation? The sad part is, even if that occurred, they’d probably still find a way to justify it, man. *Sigh* I’m done. LC out.