<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991</id><updated>2012-02-03T22:14:59.054-05:00</updated><category term='We should&apos;ve voted for McCain'/><category term='Geez you&apos;re dumb'/><category term='top five'/><category term='THIS IS NEWS??'/><category term='damn right it&apos;s better than yours'/><category term='b. scott'/><category term='college rap hip hip asher roth'/><category term='yu just wasted 2 minutes of your life'/><category term='international'/><category term='TWLOHA'/><category term='yeah i use some of these so what?'/><category term='I guess we didn&apos;t learn anything from SARS'/><category term='you can&apos;t be serious'/><category term='damn the french and they&apos;re kissing techniques'/><category term='follow us on twttr and blah'/><category term='Obama Drama'/><category term='you know you can leave comments right?'/><category term='what do you think?'/><category term='iShould reeeally be sleep right now'/><category term='decided to be serious today'/><category term='Kermie should&apos;ve used protection'/><category term='angelina jolie'/><category term='arab money racist shirts'/><category term='please don&apos;t try and answer these questions'/><category term='america'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='ha ha'/><category term='china'/><category term='Love Is The Movement'/><category term='we just needed a new post'/><category term='love muffins'/><category term='adoption'/><title type='text'>urban eloquence</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>150</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-1407276432350805750</id><published>2010-01-13T10:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T10:25:27.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SAD!</title><content type='html'>I really sincerely hope this isn't real...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KNMqG9tgsDU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KNMqG9tgsDU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen guys, HIV and AIDS are &lt;b&gt;SERIOUS&lt;/b&gt;. I hope this wasn't a joke because it's not funny at all. I really just don't even know what to say. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE wrap it up. I can't ask you enough. This is ridiculous.. Don't make no kinda sense..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-1407276432350805750?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/1407276432350805750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=1407276432350805750' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1407276432350805750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1407276432350805750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2010/01/sad.html' title='SAD!'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-1868532585405952957</id><published>2010-01-01T00:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:05:11.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>Make 2010 count you guys! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO, check out my personal tumblr. &lt;a href="http://urbaneloquence.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://urbaneloquence.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's make it happen in the new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-1868532585405952957?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/1868532585405952957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=1868532585405952957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1868532585405952957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1868532585405952957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-3125918237915655602</id><published>2009-12-26T21:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T22:06:40.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>December 25, 2009 - The Day I Fell In Love With Steph Jones</title><content type='html'>LOL. You guys are probably reading this like 'Whaa? Steph who?'Okay. This is what happened. I actually saw his Little Drummer Boy video a few days ago and was like 'Eh. Whatever. It's okay.' The more I played it, the more it grew on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday was December 23rd so my boo Rory (&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/rorydylan"&gt;@RORYDYLAN&lt;/a&gt;) made it his personal mission to get Jordin Sparks (&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/TheRealJordin"&gt;@TheRealJordin&lt;/a&gt;) to tell me happy birthday on Twitter since her birthday is the day before mine. That was an amazing gift for him to even try to get that to happen for me since it would make my life and all. So two days go by and it's kiiinda Christmas and Rory is STILL at it. He asks Steph Jones (&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/stephjonesmusic"&gt;@StephJonesMusic&lt;/a&gt;) to ask Jordin to tell me happy birthday since they're good friends. Well, naturally Steph said he couldn't because he gets thousands of requests like that a day. Makes sense. But he told me happy birthday instead which was incredibly sweet of him. Things like that can get a follow out of me on Twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe an hour or two goes by and he tweets that he's gonna go live on UStream but in the meantime we should download his mixtape. Sooo. I did. LOL. It's sooo good. Southern Love is such an amazing song. Wooo. Okay back to the story. He gets on Ustream and I'm just listening to his philosophy on life and it's remarkably similar to mine. For instance, he was talking about how he was raised to treat everyone like family unless they screw you over personally and I pretty much live my life like that. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the man is real. 100% and I'm happy and grateful that he wished me happy birthday. I made my Christmas (along with being with family of course). So follow him (&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/stephjonesmusic"&gt;@StephJonesMusic&lt;/a&gt;)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO! Watch the video, comment, and subscribe to his channel. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zu7zrwiWckM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zu7zrwiWckM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annnd download the mixtape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.datpiff.com/Steph_jones_PJ_Morton_Kumasi_Audio_Push_Gravit.m71645.html"&gt;Gravity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you should probably follow me too. (&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/KiD_Fresca"&gt;@KiD_Fresca&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not too late to tell me happy birthday Jordin! LOL. jkjk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-3125918237915655602?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/3125918237915655602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=3125918237915655602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/3125918237915655602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/3125918237915655602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-25-2009-day-i-fell-in-love.html' title='December 25, 2009 - The Day I Fell In Love With Steph Jones'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-2191240597032618823</id><published>2009-12-10T13:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T13:52:10.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lemme take to da moooovies shawtay!</title><content type='html'>I meant to blog about this forever ago. Just watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nw1yaIPPAeI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nw1yaIPPAeI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the things you find on YouTube.. AHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-2191240597032618823?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/2191240597032618823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=2191240597032618823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2191240597032618823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2191240597032618823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/12/lemme-take-to-da-moooovies-shawtay.html' title='Lemme take to da moooovies shawtay!'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-5243775057472012263</id><published>2009-12-09T07:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T17:51:44.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs Of A Celeb Follower: Lady Gaga</title><content type='html'>Okay. This is the story about how I met Lady Gaga (quick version).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Date: December 5, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Story: So after I failed to meet Jordin Sparks, I was sooo sad. My friend Mario texted me and asked me where I was and what I was doing and since my phone was out of credit, I just went to Lady Gaga's hotel to tell him that I was going home. What can I say? I was &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;DEPRESSED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; about Jordin. When I went to tell him I was leaving, I ended up meeting a bunch of cool ass people, including a few from France and my new BFFs (they know who they are and I'll post their twitters later).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After they convinced me to stay and we went to Starbucks and stayed for a long time, Mario convinced us to hang around at the back door since Lady Gaga "always comes in the back". Soo we ended up missing her going into the hotel. Fine. We did see her eating in the hotel restaurant though and we kept writing her little signs and she even wrote one back! Meanwhile, Mario's lucky ass actually got into the restaurant and waited for her to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So like an hour or two later, she finally left the restaurant and we RUSHED in to get autographs and pictures. As quiet as its kept, she was drrrrunk. We didn't even care though. She was still amazing. Mario ended up getting a picture with her and the rest of us ended up getting something signed. We were sooo excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND THEN THE RIDICULOUSNESS STARTED.&lt;/b&gt; Somehow, I got pulled into going up to Lady Gaga's floor annnd we ran around for like 30 minutes like a Scooby Doo cartoon looking for her before we all got kicked out of the hotel. LMAO. It was fun though. Oh well. &lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I'm retired now (except for Jordin but that's another story) so no more waiting outside of hotels until 5am for me anymore.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FOLLOW MY BFFS ON TWITTER:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/NattyPonDeTrack"&gt;Natty&lt;/a&gt; (My fellow lamb for life)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/Dcwb90"&gt;Nabeel&lt;/a&gt; (Just ridiculous but I love him!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/godannygo"&gt;Danny&lt;/a&gt; (who wasn't there first gaga night but is still my bff because he loves my Jordin. lmao.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/RORYDYLAN"&gt;Rory&lt;/a&gt; (My future ex-husband. WARNING HE'S A MARIAH HATER!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were there and wanna be included, leave a comment or go to my twitter &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/KiD_Fresca"&gt;(@KiD_Fresca)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Annnnnd follow &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/ladygaga"&gt;@ladygaga&lt;/a&gt;. She might follow you back. She follows me. =] ta ta for now! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-5243775057472012263?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/5243775057472012263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=5243775057472012263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/5243775057472012263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/5243775057472012263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/12/memoirs-of-celeb-follower-lady-gaga.html' title='Memoirs Of A Celeb Follower: Lady Gaga'/><author><name>kid fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129564889329139812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-2963359988459048493</id><published>2009-12-07T15:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T04:52:44.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs Of A Celeb Follower: Jordin Sparks</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://file052a.bebo.com/2/large/2009/11/18/04/8667838653a11872279840l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. This is the one that got away. I was so upset that I couldn't even cry. This is the story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: December 5, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Story: So I heard that Jordin was gonna come two weeks before to the Jingle Bell Ball at the O2 Arena in London. I immediately messaged Mario and asked him to help me find her because I knew he would help out. Fast forward to December 5. I wake up in the morning and go to the hotel that she was in and I waited for like an hour or so before my friends just convinced me to make the 15 minute walk to another hotel since Jordin had probably left to go to the O2. I made that walk and when I got there I got on Wi-Fi and checked my twitter and... Jordin had tweeted leaving the hotel 12 minutes before. I missed her BY THREE MINUTES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went on &lt;a href="http://www.jordinsparks.cc/"&gt;http://www.jordinsparks.cc&lt;/a&gt; and found out how she would be getting to the airport. She was taking a helicopter sooo I went to the heliport and waited for about 2 hours. The employees were so sweet (mainly because they thought I was crazy). It started raining and I just kept sitting there hoping. After a while, the employee called me to the gate and told me that I was right. Jordin &lt;b&gt;WAS&lt;/b&gt; going to take a helicopter to Heathrow but the weather was too bad and she got a car instead. I was too hurt to even cry even though I wanted to. I listened to "Faith" and "Papercut" all the way home on that hour bus ride. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to meet Jordin Sparks FOREVER. I get so hurt every time I fail but I keep trying. After this last time I was so dishearted though! Sooo this is my appeal to Jordin. I would appreciate it if you guys could tweet this to her at &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/therealjordin"&gt;@TheRealJordin&lt;/a&gt;! I would appreciate it! Maybe you guys can help make my dreams come true. I love you guys and thanks for reading my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qrJTcv6_KQk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qrJTcv6_KQk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-2963359988459048493?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/2963359988459048493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=2963359988459048493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2963359988459048493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2963359988459048493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/12/memoirs-of-celeb-follower-jordin-sparks.html' title='Memoirs Of A Celeb Follower: Jordin Sparks'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-683612732797771075</id><published>2009-12-07T13:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T13:53:42.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs Of A Celeb Follower: Mariah Carey</title><content type='html'>Okay. This is probably the longest story out of all of them. I left out all of the bad parts. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: Nov. 19th&lt;br /&gt;Story: Sooo I'm gonna cut this down to the important parts. After waiting outside of Westfield Mall in London from noon until about 4, I go inside with my wristband and my buddy (a.k.a. my lucky charm) Hugh told me that if I went and bought Mariah's perfume I'd get a wristband for a meet and greet so please believe that I did! Then Mariah turned on the Christmas lights in the mall a couple hours later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited a while to get our picture and as soon as I got on the stage I blurted out, "Oh my god Mariah! I came all the way from Iowa to see you!" I couldn't help it. She gave me this confused look and said, "Why did you do that?" I just chuckled and said I don't know. &lt;b&gt;Then she opened up her arms to me and gave me a hug!&lt;/b&gt; They took the picture and as soon as I walked off the stage I started crying... hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my buddy Mario told me which hotel Mariah was staying in so we went to the hotel and stood outside for a while. When Mariah finally came out, I called out to her and she looked me dead in the eye and said "I remember you!" then made a beeline to me to give me an autograph. Best. Day. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs107.snc3/15459_1255960239745_1251750215_30682260_7968990_n.jpg"width="302" height="223"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I'm right next to Mariah in the Hello Kitty Sweater]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs107.snc3/15459_1255120138743_1251750215_30680941_5825053_n.jpg"width="302" height="227"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[My autograaaph!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-683612732797771075?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/683612732797771075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=683612732797771075' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/683612732797771075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/683612732797771075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/12/memoirs-of-celeb-follower-mariah-carey.html' title='Memoirs Of A Celeb Follower: Mariah Carey'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-2156078572454002735</id><published>2009-12-07T06:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T06:18:02.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs Of A Celeb Follower</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't updated in forever but I've been sooo busy in London. I'm just going to catch you up on what's been going down. Since I last posted, I've met Sanaa Lathan, Mariah Carey, Lady Gaga, almost met Jordin Sparks, and saw the Queen of England. Whew! I'll give you a quick synopsis of how it all went down.. in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanaa Lathan:&lt;br /&gt;I literally met her walking down the street going home from my classes. She's in town doing a play or something and when I saw her in the street, I just stopped her. Simple. She gave me an autograph and kept it moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Queen:&lt;br /&gt;I saw her at the opening of Parliament. She's sooo tiny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariah Carey, Lady Gaga, and Jordin Sparks are all getting their own posts. I'm late for work so I'm gonna update you so soon. Like tonight. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys! Keep reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-2156078572454002735?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/2156078572454002735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=2156078572454002735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2156078572454002735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2156078572454002735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/12/memoirs-of-celeb-follower.html' title='Memoirs Of A Celeb Follower'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-8009145090187572356</id><published>2009-11-13T01:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:27:54.837-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decided to be serious today'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Is The Movement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iShould reeeally be sleep right now'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TWLOHA'/><title type='text'>To Write Love On Her Arms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/Sv0BTgYyeoI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3jSL-Cw1B6w/s1600-h/01419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/Sv0BTgYyeoI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3jSL-Cw1B6w/s320/01419.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403476562537511554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.every now &amp;&amp;then we here at Urban Eloquence like to take time out to inform you of important and serious events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today's post is about the TWLOHA (To Write Love On Her Arms) Organization.  This proclaimed movement is non-profit and is &lt;blockquote&gt;"dedicated to presenting hope and finding help for people struggling with depression, addiction, self-injury and suicide.  TWLOHA exists to encourage, inform, inspire and also to invest directly into treatment and recovery."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, November 13, 2009 marks the second (or technically third) TWLOHA Day.  On this day thousands of people worldwide show their support of TWLOHA and the "Love Is The Movement" project by writing four simple letters on their arm: L-O-V-E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, myself, have promised to participate and will update later with a picture to prove it.  Having known people personally who have struggled with depression, self-injury and suicidal thoughts or attempts, I take this matter seriously. Even if you &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; you don't know someone who is or has struggled with these things (and you're probably wrong), you should still participate.  You never know who will see what is written on your arm and you never know how you writing "love" on your arm and telling them about TWLOHA will affect someone.  You could save someone's life.  That person could be a person that is struggling or could one day struggle with suicidal thoughts, addiction, self-injury or depression. You never know how your actions will affect someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I urge all of you to participate and to tell others and to get them to participate. Now keep in mind, writing "love" on your arm is a nice gesture but it should not stop there. Even if you cannot donate to organizations like TWLOHA, you should show your support merely by how you live your everyday life.  Love is more than something we want you to write on your arm today. Love is a way of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For further information on TWLOHA and how you can help please visit &lt;a href="http://www.twloha.com"&gt;http://www.twloha.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Update: November 13, 2009 8:22 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you I'd post the pics. Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/Sv4HNYcdREI/AAAAAAAAABY/hI2aDxj1hpY/s1600-h/1113091959-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/Sv4HNYcdREI/AAAAAAAAABY/hI2aDxj1hpY/s320/1113091959-00.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403764529372677186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/Sv4HIgIbzQI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1iXxcIqW90w/s1600-h/1113091959-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/Sv4HIgIbzQI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1iXxcIqW90w/s320/1113091959-01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403764445536832770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/Sv4HDqWd3yI/AAAAAAAAABI/yv5t2pcVJdc/s1600-h/1113091957-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/Sv4HDqWd3yI/AAAAAAAAABI/yv5t2pcVJdc/s320/1113091957-00.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403764362380697378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surrounded the LOVE with Bible verses (1 Corinthians 13, 1 Peter 4:8, 1 John 4:8) about love &amp;&amp;through the LOVE I put "I &lt;3 U".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-8009145090187572356?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/8009145090187572356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=8009145090187572356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8009145090187572356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8009145090187572356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-write-love-on-her-arms.html' title='To Write Love On Her Arms'/><author><name>K. Marree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11767740813346136197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/SfytSXJ93DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DHi57lmODOc/S220/Photo0554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/Sv0BTgYyeoI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3jSL-Cw1B6w/s72-c/01419.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-4332793746508854936</id><published>2009-10-13T10:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T10:46:15.917-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well... When You Fall Off...</title><content type='html'>Well Chris Brown.. since you just happened to have fallen off you made room for the new Chris Brown.. also known as Justin Bieber. I don't condone pedophilia or anything but I think I'm in love with this 15 year old kid. His voice is so amazing. I wouldn't buy the CD or anything. It would feel like I was buying a Jonas Brothers CD or something but whatevs. Anyway, here's one of his videos. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eQOFRZ1wNLw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eQOFRZ1wNLw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. London is amazing! =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-4332793746508854936?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/4332793746508854936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=4332793746508854936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/4332793746508854936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/4332793746508854936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/10/well-when-you-fall-off.html' title='Well... When You Fall Off...'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-5688536653516177561</id><published>2009-09-14T10:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T10:23:01.151-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Singers</title><content type='html'>Okay. This is going to be a controversial post but I have to get this off of my chest. These are the 20 best female singers out (or possibly ever) in no particular order.. except for number one. If you disagree, leave a comment, hit my facebook, or reply me on &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/KiD_Fresca"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. MARIAH CAREY (and fuck you in the nicest way possible if you think any differently. Even now, she's the best there ever was and ever will be).&lt;br /&gt;2. Graciela Guzman (=P)&lt;br /&gt;3. Mutya Buena&lt;br /&gt;4. Fergie&lt;br /&gt;5. Whitney Houston&lt;br /&gt;6. Jordin Sparks&lt;br /&gt;7. Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;8. Amerie&lt;br /&gt;9. Kelly Rowland&lt;br /&gt;10. Lady Gaga&lt;br /&gt;11. Amy Winehouse&lt;br /&gt;12. Adele&lt;br /&gt;13. Duffy&lt;br /&gt;14. Jennifer Hudson&lt;br /&gt;15. Keri Hilson&lt;br /&gt;16. Leah LaBelle&lt;br /&gt;17. Alicia Keys&lt;br /&gt;18. Patti LaBelle&lt;br /&gt;19. Aretha Franklin&lt;br /&gt;20. Celine Dion&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-5688536653516177561?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/5688536653516177561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=5688536653516177561' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/5688536653516177561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/5688536653516177561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/09/best-singers.html' title='Best Singers'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-6853823537539079797</id><published>2009-08-26T06:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T06:28:13.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>With You</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't blogged in forever! I just arrived in London for my study abroad program and I'm so excited. London is a beautiful city even though I haven't seen much of it yet. Expect my posts for the next 4 months to be very British themed. I'mma get on British hip hop so hard and to be honest, I started in the airport. I was looking up &lt;a href="http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/02/real-girl.html"&gt;Mutya Buena&lt;/a&gt; in the airport and this song popped up. I fell in love with it immediately and it has been in heavy rotation in my flat (Gina likes it too). Tell me what you think on &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/kid_fresca"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;! Blog again soon! I LOVE LONDON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/BA2eO2fn--s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/BA2eO2fn--s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-6853823537539079797?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/6853823537539079797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=6853823537539079797' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/6853823537539079797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/6853823537539079797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/08/with-you.html' title='With You'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-2458512097381754382</id><published>2009-08-01T01:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T01:46:44.267-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Warning</title><content type='html'>Wooow. Eminem is coming back at Mariah for her hit single 'Obsessed'. Wow. This is crazy. I must agree with Simon Vozick-Levinson of &lt;a href="http://music-mix.ew.com/2009/07/31/eminem-mariah-carey-warning/"&gt;Entertainment Weekly&lt;/a&gt; when he wrote this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Pardon me for a moment while I yawn at all this. There is exactly one clever line in “The Warning,” and it’s aimed at Carey’s husband Nick Cannon: “You’re gonna ruin my career, you better get one.” (I love a good Nick Cannon joke.) Everything else is just so predictable coming from Em at this point. I really, truly couldn’t care less whether or not he and Carey slept together eight years ago. Didn’t care at the time, don’t care now. And sure, she bears some responsibility for keeping this dumb story going by blatantly taunting Em with her costume in the “Obsessed” video — but that doesn’t make Em’s retaliation any less lame."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I couldn't have said it better myself.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kzHnNPLWsDQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kzHnNPLWsDQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[P.S. Is that supposed to be her in the clips? LMAO!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-2458512097381754382?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/2458512097381754382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=2458512097381754382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2458512097381754382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2458512097381754382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/08/warning.html' title='The Warning'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-2022769525748392699</id><published>2009-07-27T21:05:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T04:58:35.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jordin Sparks - Battlefield [CD Review]</title><content type='html'>So okay. Sunday night Jordin Sparks performed in "Detroit" and I missed it because I had to work at my summer program. My mother had the bright idea that I should just go ahead and buy the CD so this morning I loaded my iTunes store and bought the CD. Yes, I buy CDs from the artists I wanna support regardless of the quality of the music (namely Mariah Carey, Jordin Sparks, and Amerie). So I've decided to do a song by song review of Jordin Sparks - Battlefield. 1-5 Star rating for radio friendliness. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking On Snow - Okay. It took me a few seconds to get into the song but once I got into it I definitely felt it. I just needed to get past the Alvin-and-the-Chimpmunks-esque feel that goes along with the speed of the beat versus the speed of the lyrics and Jordin's pitch. Overall, I like the song. The lyrics are cute. [Radio Friendliness - ****]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Battlefield - First Power Ballad of the CD and the title track. When I first heard the song, I was in love with it and quite frankly I still like it. This is the Jordin Sparks that I'm used to hearing though. It seems like a very safe song for Jordin but it's still a good song. The video doesn't make any sense though. [On the Radio]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Let It Go To Your Head - This song is cute. The lyrics are very nice but it sounds like another common Jordin Sparks track. It's safe. It's my favorite song lyrically on the CD. It's just sooo cute! [RF - ***]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.O.S. (Let The Music Play) - I really like this song. I think it's my personal favorite song on the CD. It's a different side of Jordin lyrically and stylistically. This should be the next single released for radio. [RF - *****]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It Takes More - The more I listen to this song, the more it grows on me. A lot of girls need to listen to this song and absorb the message. Too many females don't get it! [RF - **** ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch You Go - This song doesn't really stand out to me. It gets lost in the shuffle. [ RF - ** ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Parade - Another song on the CD that I love. I find myself humming it a lot. It's another song that could be played on the radio and get a decent amount of air play. [ RF - ***** ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let It Rain - Jordin screams the chorus. IDK why. Dunno if I really like this one. [ RF - ** ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emergency (911) - I like this song. It's a little funny. WHY DIDN'T THE GUY SHOW UP! I hate him even though he's no specific guy. It's kinda catchy. [RF - *** ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I The Only One - Okay. I really like this song. It's so pretty. It sounds like the Jordin we're used to though. [ RF - **** ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith - I really like this song even though I heard recently that this wasn't a fan favorite! Every time I need a lil' faith, I turn it on. I don't know if it's a radio song though. [ RF - *** ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cure - Doesn't stand out but it has a nice beat. [ RF - ** ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papercut - Eh. I like it after listening to it for a while. It grew on me. Not bad J-Speezy. LOL. [ RF - **** ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postcard - I really like this song. It's about becoming famous. It's so real. I feel like when I get famous, I'll be sending postcards. This is a tight song. One of my favorites. It's amazing song and I can't stop listening to it! [ RF - ***** ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like any CD, this one has a few weak points but it's definitely a CD that you can play in it's entirety and highly recommend it. Jordin Sparks is amazing in my "unbiased" opinion. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-2022769525748392699?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/2022769525748392699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=2022769525748392699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2022769525748392699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2022769525748392699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/07/jordin-sparks-battlefield-cd-review.html' title='Jordin Sparks - Battlefield [CD Review]'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-8178723232937564855</id><published>2009-07-22T00:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T00:08:41.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BANNED!</title><content type='html'>I'm starting a new series about commercials and TV shows that have been BANNED from television but can still be found on YouTube. First off is this German Sprite commercial. Watch it and see what it's banned..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lGlyhrPnIG8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lGlyhrPnIG8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people talk about how raunchy American television is..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-8178723232937564855?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/8178723232937564855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=8178723232937564855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8178723232937564855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8178723232937564855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/07/banned.html' title='BANNED!'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-498300675259338925</id><published>2009-07-14T10:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T10:36:49.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessed!</title><content type='html'>NEW VIDEO! NEW VIDEO! NEW VIDEO! NEW VIDEO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited too long for this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid='clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000' codebase='http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0' width='320' height='270' id='yfop'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf' /&gt;&lt;param name='flashvars' value='id=v217257538&amp;shareEnable=1' /&gt;&lt;embed src='http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf' width='320' height='270' name='yfop' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' flashvars='id=v217257538&amp;shareEnable=1'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-498300675259338925?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/498300675259338925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=498300675259338925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/498300675259338925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/498300675259338925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/07/obsessed.html' title='Obsessed!'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-3286861175978648146</id><published>2009-07-13T06:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T06:44:12.042-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Me Bang..</title><content type='html'>Okay. To be honest, &lt;i&gt;I Stay In Love&lt;/i&gt; by Mariah Carey has been stuck in my head for the last two weeks. Only one song has been able to push the Mariah song out of my head with some level of skill. Everytime I hear it I jam. Simple as that. I'm pretty sure that this song and &lt;i&gt;Switchboard&lt;/i&gt; converted me to a fan of Kid Sister. She's probably the best female MC in the game right now and listening to her actually made me start rhyming again. Anyway, the song is called &lt;i&gt;Let Me Bang&lt;/i&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QxzfvbdDtr8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QxzfvbdDtr8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-3286861175978648146?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/3286861175978648146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=3286861175978648146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/3286861175978648146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/3286861175978648146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/07/let-me-bang.html' title='Let Me Bang..'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-6203357907756099833</id><published>2009-07-09T13:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T13:28:59.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In The Jungle..</title><content type='html'>This video is so tight! I've been trying to get on my beatbox thing lately and I just stumbled upon this video. He can even beatbox autotune! GOSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M1fPlc0hv4Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M1fPlc0hv4Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-6203357907756099833?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/6203357907756099833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=6203357907756099833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/6203357907756099833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/6203357907756099833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-jungle.html' title='In The Jungle..'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-1207948869227418248</id><published>2009-07-09T08:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T08:25:19.788-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!</title><content type='html'>Man! We can't believe that it's already been a year for urbaneloquence.com. This is pretty much the best blog ever. just saying. We really want to thank all of the loyal readers. We also would like for you guys to give us ideas on things to blog about. Kid Fresca (Alona) is pretty much down to blog about anything. The quickest way to reach us with blogging topics is via twitter (@urbanel0quence and @Prima_Diva). Just wanted to say thanks again and look forward to more years of great blogging at urbaneloquence.com!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-1207948869227418248?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/1207948869227418248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=1207948869227418248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1207948869227418248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1207948869227418248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-anniversary.html' title='HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-7312877911457590275</id><published>2009-06-30T06:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T08:29:14.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>R.O.A. (Revival of Autotune)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.celebrity-gossip.net/images/thumbnails/mariah-carey-man-6299-14.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Obsessed" (Island Def Jam)&lt;br /&gt;Review by: Monica Herrera, Associate Editor - Billboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay-Z may have declared AutoTune dead, but Mariah Carey just revived it. On the debut single from her 12th studio album ("Memoirs of an Imperfect Angel," due Aug. 25 on Island Def Jam), the singer who needs no vocal manipulation uses the effect with startling success. The key is making it look easy. Along with the-Dream and C. "Tricky" Stewart, Carey has crafted a gem of a diss record that coasts, even over its sputtering moans and synth jabs. One questionable Windex analogy aside, her lyrical boasts are biting and funny, and the syrupy lightness of her vocals is tailor-made for the ribbing she gives her mystery pursuant (reportedly Eminem). Though some lament Carey trading in her sky-high notes and ballads for a more constrained, R&amp;B-friendly range, the singer has clearly found a new comfort zone that could very well produce her 19th No. 1 hit.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saying. I'm also gonna restate my prediction that this song will be number one before the end of July and give Mariah Carey her 19th #1 single. She shittin' on hoes like &lt;a href="http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/shit-on-you-ho.html"&gt;Geisha&lt;/a&gt;. And we get lil gems like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mariahcarey.com/bin/galImg/siteFiles/25fdf2c344.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-7312877911457590275?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/7312877911457590275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=7312877911457590275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/7312877911457590275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/7312877911457590275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/06/roa-revival-of-autotune.html' title='R.O.A. (Revival of Autotune)'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-7269049227871894856</id><published>2009-06-20T16:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T16:56:35.104-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry but..</title><content type='html'>*"Trust" by Keyshia Cole and Monica is an annoying song.. especially the end.. IN YOUR LIFE IN YOUR LIFE IN YOUR LIFE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Beyonce isn't that great..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Amerie is underrated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It's not summer until you hear "Summertime" by Will Smith..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"Birthday Sex" is the most annoying song of the year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pleasure P is doing a hell of a lot better without Pretty Ricky than he did with them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You need to follow us on twitter (@urbanel0quence and @Prima_Diva)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I have a bunch of regular friends and like four good ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You're a jerk (I know)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*2009 is the year of the hater and the faker..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"Swag" is over used..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Not everyone has the afore mentioned "swag"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You're a lame if you beg for followers on twitter, friends on facebook, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm a bitch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This blog is the shit and a half..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*My college has a twitter (@GrinnellCollege)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I miss Aaliyah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Obama's been in office less than a year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*He's the president.. not Superman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I really miss my best friends (basically consisting of Liz, Graciela and my boo Stevie)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*No one gives a shit about Chris Brown and Rihanna anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Graciela Guzman is the next American Idol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It's a recession..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Good dick and Good pussy should not have been trending topics on Twitter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mariah Carey's new song will be number one before the end of July..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got more? Hit em on my Twitter.. @urbanel0quence. HOLLA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-7269049227871894856?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/7269049227871894856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=7269049227871894856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/7269049227871894856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/7269049227871894856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-sorry-but.html' title='I&apos;m sorry but..'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-7406596036106291865</id><published>2009-06-19T13:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T14:24:25.142-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THIS IS NEWS??'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geez you&apos;re dumb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you can&apos;t be serious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we just needed a new post'/><title type='text'>What Grinds My Gears (Summer Edition)</title><content type='html'>Welcome to yet another episode of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What Grinds My Gears&lt;/span&gt;.  You know what, rather who, really grinds my gears?? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MeMe Roth and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2009/06/17/article-1193384-055C9550000005DC-151_634x358_popup.jpg"&gt;this chick&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s start with the mess that is MeMe Roth.  She has created a full-fledged campaign against “fat” people.  She is the founder of the NAAO (National Action Against Obesity).  While obesity is a serious problem that is plaguing our fair country and I believe that there should be action toward fixing it, there are certain ways to approach this situation.  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0RMBZHKzfYs"&gt;Dissing Jordin Sparks&lt;/a&gt;, suggesting a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kWCCx1ocGEU&amp;feature=related"&gt;Santa Claus workout plan&lt;/a&gt; (so he can be the envy of all his friends), and &lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/GMA/BeautySecrets/story?id=7857306&amp;page=1"&gt;trying to force her children’s school to change their diet plan&lt;/a&gt; are just unnecessary.  And what constitutes her as an obesity expert? Because she grew up in an obese family? Yeah, that’s real valid. Puh-leeze!  And you know what’s even crazier? This woman and her organization believe that there is such a thing as “secondhand obesity”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;*According to NAAO's website, the group has trademarked the term "Secondhand Obesity™" to denote 'obesity handed down from one generation to the next, as well as from citizen to citizen.'*&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you kidding me right now?! Secondhand obesity?!  True, obesity is genetic but the theory of “catching” it from other people is just ridiculous.  And apparently this woman doesn’t know the difference between fat and obese (and she always makes it a point to say MORBIDLY obese).  Ugh…let me stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next subject…the Belgian Tattoo Chick.  Seriously, who falls asleep while getting a tattoo on their face?  Okay, let me clue you in: the young lady claims she went into this tattoo parlor in her hometown and requested three, count ‘em, three small stars on her face.  She then claims she fell asleep and woke up when the tattoo artist began tattooing her nose.  She then looked in the mirror and saw 56 stars on the left side of her countenance.  Now she’s suing.  Before I give you my take here’s what the tattoo artist had to say.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;**"I maintain that she absolutely agreed that I tattoo those 56 stars on the left side of her face," he told newspaper La Derniere Heure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A witness, a woman who was present, has already been questioned by police, and she confirms it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said she knew "exactly what she wanted".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The trouble all started when she went home and her father and boyfriend threw a fit. They are saying things now like I doped her or hypnotised her. What rubbish!"**&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don’t who’s lying but I have my opinion on whose story is more believable.  First of all, before you receive a tattoo they have to outline it and show you what they are doing.  Secondly, I highly doubt that you would fall asleep when you were only getting three &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt; stars on your face.  And even if this young girl is telling the truth when she saw &lt;a href="http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2009/06/17/article-1193384-055E4FE3000005DC-456_306x481.jpg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, she should’ve walked out the door immediately.  But I digress.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that’s what grinds my gears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and then there’s &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5VuzWcr0YzE"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.  Come on now, what’s the big deal?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sources:&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://majikthise.typepad.com/majikthise_/2007/05/paranoia_is_sli.html"&gt;Majikthise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/worldnews/article-1193384/What-did-expect-Incredible-face-revealed-man-tattooed-girl-56-stars-asked-three.html"&gt;Mail Online&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-7406596036106291865?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/7406596036106291865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=7406596036106291865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/7406596036106291865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/7406596036106291865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-grinds-my-gears-summer-edition.html' title='What Grinds My Gears (Summer Edition)'/><author><name>K. Marree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11767740813346136197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/SfytSXJ93DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DHi57lmODOc/S220/Photo0554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-3221101557540532501</id><published>2009-06-17T15:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T15:47:21.720-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decided to be serious today'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you know you can leave comments right?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what do you think?'/><title type='text'>Flaws And All (Pt. 2)</title><content type='html'>Today’s Topic:  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you have to be in a relationship to know whether you’re a good man/woman?  Or do you have to be in certain situations or types of relationships to know how you’d react?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer to both of these questions is simple: No.  If you know yourself then you know what you are, what you’re not, and what you would or would not do.  As I stated in my last post, these questions came about during a discussion that began with the question, “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is there such a thing as a good man or good woman?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” Anyway, the author of the question insinuated that in order to know whether you are a good man or good woman you have to have been in several relationships.  I can see how one would think that.  You learn a lot about life and yourself during trial and error.  But by the time you reach your twenties, you should definitely have at least an idea of who you are.  You know whether you’d be a good partner or not.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let’s be real here, not too many people are going to admit that they aren’t a good significant other so everyone thinks they’re a good man/woman.  Or so they say.  At the end of the day, what you say and how you really feel tend to be two different things.  People have a tendency to say what they think sounds good or what their friends want to hear, but they know they’re just saying these things for show.  If we were speaking hypothetically about someone coming up to you talking mess your first response would be, “I’ma hit her/him” when most people know good and well that they wouldn’t do anything.  Sure, you might get upset and you might yell back but it won’t come to blows.  Stop kidding yourself and stop frontin.  Or say you had a horrible break up with somebody and you vowed to never speak to them again.  Sure, you commit to it for a while but you know deep down that you still care about them and still love them so the day will come when you won’t walk away.  You try and force yourself to believe that you’re over it and that you’ve moved on, but you know the truth.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; kidding yourself and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;stop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; frontin.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be real&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.  You know that you would actually consider cheating on her/him; you know that you would stay with him if he only hit you once; you know that you’d leave him if he doesn’t get a job soon no matter how much you love him; you know you’re just with her because of how she looks; you know you don’t mind being girlfriend/boyfriend number two, etc.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stop kidding yourself and stop frontin!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know yourself, you know what you want, you know who you are and you know what you will or will not do.  The problem is admitting it to you.  People try to be what other people want them to be or they try hard not to be what other people want them to be.  In doing so, one doesn’t realize exactly who they really are.  If you know yourself and have realized who you are, you know whether or not you’re a good man/woman.  And if you’re not, you know what you need to do so that you can be one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-3221101557540532501?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/3221101557540532501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=3221101557540532501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/3221101557540532501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/3221101557540532501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/06/flaws-and-all-pt-2_17.html' title='Flaws And All (Pt. 2)'/><author><name>K. Marree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11767740813346136197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/SfytSXJ93DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DHi57lmODOc/S220/Photo0554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-4605324516855909691</id><published>2009-06-17T15:43:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T15:51:28.535-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we just needed a new post'/><title type='text'>I Got A Big...ha ha ha...Ego... (just ask ur mum. ;-)</title><content type='html'>And...since Lona did a Mariah song post it's only fair that I hit you guys up with the Ego Remix feat. Kanye West. (I was gonna post her official video for Broken-Hearted Girl but apparently that was removed due to copyright infrigement or some bull like that.)  So here ya go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xbvvTgnhigI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xbvvTgnhigI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-4605324516855909691?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/4605324516855909691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=4605324516855909691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/4605324516855909691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/4605324516855909691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-got-bigha-ha-haego.html' title='I Got A Big...ha ha ha...Ego... (just ask ur mum. ;-)'/><author><name>K. Marree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11767740813346136197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/SfytSXJ93DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DHi57lmODOc/S220/Photo0554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-1157231108855765006</id><published>2009-06-16T15:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T16:04:19.884-04:00</updated><title type='text'>EMINEM DISS TRACK! [ Mariah Carey - Obsessed ]</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.mariahdaily.com/picturegallery/2009/photoshoot/memoirs/obsessed_singlecover_hq.jpg"  width="400" height="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariah Carey is comin' at him SOOOO hard in her new single "Obsessed". I love it. It's upbeat and basically my shit. I can gets down to this. Eminem needs to fall back. THE QUEEN IS KILLING THEM! SLAYIN' EM! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Dp4IUz2z-I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Dp4IUz2z-I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-1157231108855765006?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/1157231108855765006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=1157231108855765006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1157231108855765006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1157231108855765006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/06/eminem-diss-track-mariah-carey-obsessed.html' title='EMINEM DISS TRACK! [ Mariah Carey - Obsessed ]'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-8233205624010804530</id><published>2009-06-16T15:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T15:38:29.803-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decided to be serious today'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you know you can leave comments right?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what do you think?'/><title type='text'>Flaws And All</title><content type='html'>An interesting subject was brought up late last night (or early this morning) and it’s been stuck in my head ever since.  A friend of mine posted a status asking the following question: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is there such a thing as a good man or woman? Or is it just someone you learn to deal with?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  As with any question dealing with matters of the heart or mind, opinions spewed all over the place.  The discussion then turned toward those who had been in relationships for a while and whether or not these people regarded themselves as good men/women.  This became an issue because I myself and one other lone ranger believed that you don’t have to be in several relationships to know whether or not you’re a good man/woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first saw the question the first answer that popped into my head was that there are good men and women.  It is the perfect man or woman that does not exist for no one is perfect.  We are all flawed.  We all have our idiosyncrasies, quirks, and imperfections.  We’re all human.  The majority of those participating in the conversation suggested that there is no “good” or “bad” man/woman because “good” and “bad” are subjective to the individual.  What’s good for one person may not be good for another person.  While this is true, there is a set definition of good and bad.  I can say that I know a lot of good men but they aren’t good for me.  Just because someone isn’t good for you doesn’t mean they are a “bad” man/woman.  Then the question arose as to what constitutes one as a “bad” man/woman.  Obviously they are the opposite of a “good” man/woman.  Like I stated before, everyone is flawed but there’s a difference between being flawed and just being “bad”.  There are certain flaws you can deal with and still have a healthy relationship but some flaws are going to interfere with your co-existence with your partner.  If you are always looking out for yourself then you are a “bad” significant other.  If you have a tendency to cheat, you are a “bad” significant other.  If you are abusive you are a “bad” significant other.  If you are a pathological liar you are a “bad” significant other.   In order to be a “good” man/woman you have to be considerate, loving, caring, faithful, honest and trustworthy, just to name a few.  But you don’t have to be “perfect” to be “good”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow’s Topic:  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you have to be in a relationship to know whether you’re a good man/woman?  Or do you have to be in certain situations or types of relationships to know how you’d react?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-8233205624010804530?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/8233205624010804530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=8233205624010804530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8233205624010804530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8233205624010804530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/06/flaws-and-all.html' title='Flaws And All'/><author><name>K. Marree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11767740813346136197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/SfytSXJ93DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DHi57lmODOc/S220/Photo0554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-8426185791832412555</id><published>2009-06-04T12:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T12:33:25.564-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it just me or..</title><content type='html'>is this a little gay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y6UHhha7rzM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y6UHhha7rzM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was soooo funny when I watched and saw that homie has on briefs. I was sooooo done. Plus the song is more of the same ridiculousness. Pleasure P better be glad he got away when he could. He's doing better by himself than Pretty Ricky ever did together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO @ B. Scott's response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZlONNEYC8B4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZlONNEYC8B4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Parody. This is just too ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AZqxdvozDbg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AZqxdvozDbg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-8426185791832412555?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/8426185791832412555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=8426185791832412555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8426185791832412555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8426185791832412555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-it-just-me-or.html' title='Is it just me or..'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-5244993477813884865</id><published>2009-05-29T17:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T18:06:39.545-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yeah i use some of these so what?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='follow us on twttr and blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we just needed a new post'/><title type='text'>Top 10</title><content type='html'>If you're a fellow Tweeter then you know about these daily trending topics. I usually give them a looksie and get a few chuckles.  Well, I decided to update the blog with my personal favs from the most recent trending topic: Lies Girls Tell.  And the Top Ten Lies Girls Tell are....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. walkwalk: ohhhh ur baby is sooooo cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ravenswann: not 2nite I have a headache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. dirtylilsekret: OMG, that was the best ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. MosStephBlog: I'll be ready in 5 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. PeterRoff: It's not you, it's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. vanessanina: I'm not ready for a serious relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. DollAzNy16: Baby, don't worry, I'm over it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. nikimon: I'm really into other girls. Look! See how I gyrate near my best friend's knee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. mendozasantos: "WHATEVER! im not mad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. AGirlEvent: I enjoy visiting your mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few honorable mentions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-EthicalAtheist #liesgirlstell Size doesn't matter....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ljw86 #liesgirlstell of course i like your friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-simplyhonest #liesgirlstell "I'm not faking..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-5244993477813884865?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/5244993477813884865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=5244993477813884865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/5244993477813884865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/5244993477813884865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/05/top-10.html' title='Top 10'/><author><name>K. Marree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11767740813346136197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/SfytSXJ93DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DHi57lmODOc/S220/Photo0554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-2566206056689056539</id><published>2009-05-21T21:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:35:10.875-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Way to be predictable Beyonce..</title><content type='html'>Sorry Guys! I thought better of Beyonce than this. How you gon' use the exact routine that was on YouTube. You so wack. I called this about a month ago when I saw the choreographer's version of the dance on YouTube. I wanted to give B the benefit of the doubt but apparently I gave her too much credit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sorry K. Marree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce - Ego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://videos.onsmash.com/e/nwfaHHf31j5BBKpx&amp;ccolor=FF00CC"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://videos.onsmash.com/e/nwfaHHf31j5BBKpx&amp;ccolor=FF00CC" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullscreen="true" allowNetworking="all" allowScriptAccess="always" width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choreographer - Ego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/5ZG5QJEri9s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/5ZG5QJEri9s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Post about Ego:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/got-big-ego.html"&gt;Got a Big Ego&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-2566206056689056539?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/2566206056689056539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=2566206056689056539' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2566206056689056539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2566206056689056539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/05/way-to-be-predictable-beyonce.html' title='Way to be predictable Beyonce..'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-5056374059378256795</id><published>2009-05-20T02:34:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:46:34.545-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='follow us on twttr and blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iShould reeeally be sleep right now'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we just needed a new post'/><title type='text'>Back Down Memory Lane</title><content type='html'>.iDon't know about the rest of ya, but I &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; this episode of "I Love Lucy".  ;the episode is "Lucy Does A Commercial" &amp;&amp;this is the "Vitameatavegamin" scene. iStill laugh at it and I've seen it hundreds so times. S.o.O.o... take this trip with me down memory lane. -hope yu like...{cuz your mum did...}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jVfBRRm7RgI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jVfBRRm7RgI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-5056374059378256795?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/5056374059378256795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=5056374059378256795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/5056374059378256795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/5056374059378256795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-down-memory-lane.html' title='Back Down Memory Lane'/><author><name>K. Marree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11767740813346136197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/SfytSXJ93DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DHi57lmODOc/S220/Photo0554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-9031188535094149917</id><published>2009-05-16T20:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T20:17:02.851-04:00</updated><title type='text'>urban eloquence clothing line and online store</title><content type='html'>okay. i did it. the urbaneloquence.com online store is up and running. the introductory items are pretty legit if i do say so myself. be sure to visit the store!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://urbaneloquence.bigcartel.com"&gt;http://urbaneloquence.bigcartel.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow us on twitter as well. @urbanel0quence and @Prima_Diva. ya dig?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-9031188535094149917?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/9031188535094149917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=9031188535094149917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/9031188535094149917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/9031188535094149917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/05/urban-eloquence-clothing-line-and.html' title='urban eloquence clothing line and online store'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-1316336424103853300</id><published>2009-05-16T16:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T16:13:28.905-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something is wrong with this dude..</title><content type='html'>Andy Milonakis is certifiable. He's so funny though. I used to watch his show when it came on MTV2 and I even thought he was crazy then. Just enjoy some of his videos and their pretty amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEMME TWITTER DAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pretty much my favorite song right now. It describes my life to the T right now. LEMME TWITTER DAT! (First saw this on &lt;a href="http://www.thaaside.blogspot.com"&gt;Tha 'A' Side&lt;/a&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/I27J39oQUaw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/I27J39oQUaw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autotune is dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/rdRvgl7sOvA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/rdRvgl7sOvA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.I.A. Paper Planes Cover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/asNbeOBZaTs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/asNbeOBZaTs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Honestly, as a person that knows every word to every song that last video really got to me. Sadly enough, that's how people sing it though..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-1316336424103853300?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/1316336424103853300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=1316336424103853300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1316336424103853300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1316336424103853300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/05/something-is-wrong-with-this-dude.html' title='Something is wrong with this dude..'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-8983566767958075055</id><published>2009-05-15T03:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T03:35:10.324-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Question about T-shirts.</title><content type='html'>So I've been thinking about making urbaneloquence.com t-shirts with basically the website logo on them to start. Does anyone think they'd buy a shirt? They'd probably be like 10 bucks max. Comment and give me a response or hit me up in twitter (@urbaneloquence). They'd be available right here on the blog for purchase so let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... who knows. If enough people respond this could expand to a full blown clothing line! =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-8983566767958075055?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/8983566767958075055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=8983566767958075055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8983566767958075055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8983566767958075055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-question-about-t-shirts.html' title='Random Question about T-shirts.'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-1971316020109945557</id><published>2009-05-14T22:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T23:07:36.190-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn right it&apos;s better than yours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we just needed a new post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn the french and they&apos;re kissing techniques'/><title type='text'>Kiss of DEATH!!!</title><content type='html'>.o.O.o.kk guys...this isn't going to be a long, intricate, well thought out post.  Just thought I'd pre-warn ya.  Don't be disappointed (***your mum wasn't***). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just ran across&lt;a href="http://www.reuters.com/article/healthNews/idUSTRE54B61920090512?feedType=RSS&amp;amp;feedName=healthNews&amp;amp;rpc=22&amp;amp;sp=true"&gt; this&lt;/a&gt; the other day and thought I'd share it with those of you that might not know.  That's right everyone, &lt;a href="http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-grinds-my-gears.html"&gt;as if you didn't have enough things to be frightened about&lt;/a&gt;, now you must be afraid to kiss (and afraid to...well...you know).  No more tonsil hockey with the love of your life, your milkshake can't bring all the boys to the yard, no more "midnight snacks" for the hubby.  If you do any of these you will get HPV...and ultimately cancer...and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;just a friendly reminder: 9 out of 10 doctors recommend you fah-low @urbanel0quence and @Prima_Diva (if yu don't...well...just ask the 10th doctor.......)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;***i got that from natalie. check her out on youtube. her channel is communitychannel. &amp;amp;&amp;amp;follow her on twitter: @natalietran***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-1971316020109945557?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/1971316020109945557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=1971316020109945557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1971316020109945557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1971316020109945557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/05/kiss-of-death.html' title='Kiss of DEATH!!!'/><author><name>K. Marree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11767740813346136197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/SfytSXJ93DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DHi57lmODOc/S220/Photo0554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-7578942221330614788</id><published>2009-05-12T17:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T17:52:53.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Jordin Sparks Music</title><content type='html'>I love this song. 'Nuff Said. It's so true. It's just great Jordin music. Expect for it to be a summer banger. I intend to see people covering this song on YouTube before the day is out. I might be one of them in all honesty. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/urbanel0quence"&gt;@urbaneloquence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Prima_Diva"&gt;@Prima_Diva&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Battlefield - Jordin Sparks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/jhOI6k7LBoQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/jhOI6k7LBoQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-7578942221330614788?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/7578942221330614788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=7578942221330614788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/7578942221330614788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/7578942221330614788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-jordin-sparks-music.html' title='New Jordin Sparks Music'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-4798817968851026966</id><published>2009-05-12T17:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T17:41:52.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a witness...</title><content type='html'>In honor of my team being in the playoffs and my boo (but not really) being MVP, a friend of mine showed me this video. I thought it was funny and random so I decided to share. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/FtzQ0eXVoJo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/FtzQ0eXVoJo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-4798817968851026966?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/4798817968851026966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=4798817968851026966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/4798817968851026966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/4798817968851026966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-witness.html' title='I&apos;m a witness...'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-771928422701706999</id><published>2009-05-11T12:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T13:00:10.864-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Story.</title><content type='html'>Why does my favorite song on the CD have to have the wackest freakin' video? I hate Mariah Carey right now. HATE HER. Can she breathe without Nick Cannon. I mean seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/G9FZiIOU21k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/G9FZiIOU21k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can't even take a picture without his big head ass in the shot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but atleast they still look happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-771928422701706999?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/771928422701706999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=771928422701706999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/771928422701706999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/771928422701706999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-story.html' title='Love Story.'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-2796960348795323634</id><published>2009-05-09T13:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T13:47:39.308-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nick Cannon? Whaaa?</title><content type='html'>Nick Cannon FIRES off on Eminem for disrespecting he and his wife, Mariah Carey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Well, well, well. Fresh off the plane with my wife from our second honeymoon on the beautiful secluded islands of the Maldives and what do I find in my email box? A mediocre (at best) Eminem record that sounds like it was written in 2001. At first I thought it was old material that had been dug up from when dude “fantasized” about having a pretend fling with Mariah. I was thinking to myself, “Hey that was before me so it is really none of my business, so I’m going to give him a pass.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I continued to semi enjoy Marshall’s rhyme scheme and flow, I mean let’s be honest dude used to be incredible. He was a witty lyrist with dope delivery and timing. Some even say, one of the best to ever do it. I had nothing but respect for this dude. But all of a sudden I hear my name in the verse! My first reaction was like, “This is his new shit??? Wow, that’s too bad…” Then I felt sorry for him because he must really be stuck in the past. Not only has his music not evolved, but also homeboy is still obsessed with my wife, the same female that wouldn’t let him get to second base from 8 years ago! He even describes his desperate lameness in this bad excuse for storytelling track. That’s some real middle school shit right there! (What type of grown ass man lies about getting with a chick) Only Slim Lamey! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I further examine the track, I hear dude cross the line. He begins to call my wife out of her name! Now as y’all know, I don’t take that type of nonsense lightly. So on some grown man shit I’m instantly like, I got to get at this Lame. I know it’s only entertainment and I’m all for freedom of speech. But I’m from the school of thought where if you are tough enough to talk shit, you got to be tough enough to deal with the consequences that come with tough guy shit talking! Then the little angel on my shoulder said, “No Nicholas, there is no need to play into his negativity. He is just a troubled soul yearning for the lost spotlight. You must be Christ like and turn the other cheek”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then the dude on the other shoulder said, “ What Nigga?! Is you scared?! You can’t let no man ever disrespect your wife! Especially not some Peroxide drenched homophobic has-been! This is like some Paquiao vs. Hatton shit! He is underestimating you with his ass out and you can drop him in the first round!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, without listening to either one of the voices on my shoulders, I analyzed the situation from a logical perspective. Am I going to battle Eminem and try to out rap him? No, that would be stupid. The dude is nice on the mic. Even though nowadays he lacks substance, rapping about when he used to be hot. Like when Al Bundy gloats about his High school football prime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I asked myself should I go find this Bitch and just whoop his little ass? But that might have just been the Creatine and protein shakes talking! LOL. Even though most people don’t know that I’m nice in the ring and have been training in boxing and Martial Arts for years that would just be childish and silly of me to bully this dude. He clearly has been picked on all his life and I would hate to add to his deep-rooted pain. As we all know he has had a hard life and has major insecurity issues and is very confused and unhappy with himself. So a guy like that doesn’t really need another ass whoopin, he needs a hug. We should really pray for his troubled heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just when the good guy in me is about to emerge and shine through, something hits me… Something bigger than rap beefs, something bigger than jealousy infused insults, something bigger than lackluster attention seeking punchlines, something bigger than artistic expression. I realized, that this so-called man has just disrespected and slanderized one of the world’s most significantly influential artists, one of the most notable BLACK females of our time, the incredibly cherished, globally loved and world-embraced woman of color, Mariah Carey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people may not realize or tend to forget that my wife is a Black woman. And she has had enough difficulty in her life dealing with racial and ethnicity issues. Believe it or not, Mariah is the same racial mixture as our beloved president Barack Obama. [Black Father + White Mother= BLACK]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I’m going too far, but I thought we got passed the days where white men could spew vulgar obscenities at our beautiful queens and get away with it. What’s next? Are we going to let this trash say something horrible about our lovely first lady, Mrs. Michelle Obama? Or would Marshall have talked sideways out of his neck like this about Oprah Winfrey? This act of racist bigotry cannot go unnoticed. Calling my wife a “cunt” and a “whore” is way worse than anything Don Imus could have ever said. So trust, repercussions will be served. Anybody got Al Sharpton’s number?! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s not forget about Eminem’s amateur mixtape rants of calling African Americans Nigger and how he hates “Black Bitches”. How did we let him get away with that in the first place?! He is a natural born racist in disguise. Someone tell this coward that he finally barked up the wrong tree. For his entire career he strategically only tried to beef with people he could bully. I mean, what real man picks fights with women? Real MC’s battle other real MC’s. Ask Nas, ask Jay Z, you didn’t see them starting beefs with women! That is truly some punk shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’m putting this out there now. Marshall Mathers, you need to holler at me on some grown man shit. Man to man, let’s meet up and deal with this like adults. This is my invitation to you, whenever and wherever you like sir. So when you come out of your introverted hiding place and ask your bodyguards if you can go out and play by yourself, I’m here Pimp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your blatant disrespect not just to Black women but ALL women in general must stop. You are a despicable excuse for a man. I can’t even see how you can call yourself a father! Imagine if someone said half the stuff you say about women to your daughter, Hayley. (And I’m pretty sure they will because you got it coming Marshall.) That’s how Karma works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sold your little records and made a little bit of change but now you are stepping in the wrong territory. You may have been able to rape and pillage our artform like an old school Caucasian con man and nobody said anything because we respected your talent, but now you’ve made the ultimate mistake. Don’t you know that the black woman is the foundation and the strongest force in our culture? Take notes homey, Elvis would have never disrespected Aretha Franklin or Diana Ross. You were supposed to just do your little song and dance, make your little racist money and call it a day. But no, you had to dishonor the black man’s most precious counterpart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m taking full action on you Eminem. I don’t know why no one has stood up to your bitch ass yet. But I guess it’s going to take a corny, wack rapping, boy toy from Nickelodeon to set you straight. And trust, I am going to be relentless. Even though I got a lot of other obligations and occupations, you are my new full time job “homey”! As a matter of fact I think you going to bring my wack rhymes out of retirement! That’s right haters; you can thank Eminem because I’m going to start rapping again! LOL Just for him! And don’t forget about the jokes! We coming at you hard body!! Non-stop on your Manic-depressive-Insecure-Maclovin-Nazi- Liza Minelli haircut havin-lookin ass!! [Pause] That’s what I do all day Bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Miss Marshall, I’m going to make you wish you never spoke my name and regret the ungodly things you said about my wife. This is going to be fun! It’s however you want it! Just remember, you did this to yourself! Your legacy has now been tainted from this day forth! You will now be known as the rapper who lost to Corny-ass Nick Cannon!!!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even know where to begin. Oh wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) "Slim Lamey" is about as cool as Nick Cannon movies after Drumline.&lt;br /&gt;2) Why do you have to bring racism into it? Yes, racism is a reality but it loses its effect when you use it to defend a woman that the black community doesn't necessarily accept half the time..&lt;br /&gt;3) On another Mariah themed note, GET OFF HER DICK YOU LITTLE BITCH MADE MUTHAFUCKA! Excuse my language.) A lot of Mariah fans DO NOT LIKE YO ASS.&lt;br /&gt;4) Now. I LOVE MARIAH CAREY. Ask anyone who knows me. In fact, I have on a Mariah Carey t-shirt and got Last Kiss on full blast in my headphones. She's a grown ass woman and to date she's done a great job of defending herself.. and it's always better than that wack shit you blogged. She's fires off oh-so-nicely and it's a stonewinner everytime since people don't expect it from her. We do appreciate the support, but let her handle her business. She got this. I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-2796960348795323634?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/2796960348795323634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=2796960348795323634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2796960348795323634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2796960348795323634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/05/nick-cannon-whaaa.html' title='Nick Cannon? Whaaa?'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-3043185458162237199</id><published>2009-05-08T15:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T17:01:40.474-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Cassie?</title><content type='html'>Okay. Cassie is just taking blow after blow. Yesterday, some of her nude pictures got "leaked" when someone "hacked" into her computer and posted them online. If you haven't seen them, here they are (until B. Scott takes them down).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lovebscott.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/cassie_nude_pierced_nipples_050709_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lovebscott.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/cassie_nude_pierced_nipples_050709_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the PG rated ones. For you nasty dirty freaks, the NC17 rated picture is &lt;a href="http://media.egotastic.com/media/pictures/0905/cassie-nude-pussy-01.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. [Removed]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassie almost immediately responded via her twitter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"IT SEEMS THAT SOMEONE HAS HACKED INTO MY COMPUTER...THAT'S REAL FOUL AND EVIL. NOW STOP ACTING LIKE YOU HAVEN'T SEEN A TITTY BEFORE."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Cassie, you showed more than just a "titty". All of this Cassie hype makes me wonder if these pictures were leaked intentionally to keep Cassie's ball rolling. She hasn't had a hit song since Me &amp; You.. even though Long Way 2 Go is one of my theme songs. This Cassie publicity stunt is completely out of control and she needs to calm down. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got an issue with what I'm saying? Twitta dat. &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/urbanel0quence"&gt;@urbanel0quence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-3043185458162237199?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/3043185458162237199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=3043185458162237199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/3043185458162237199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/3043185458162237199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/05/really-cassie.html' title='Really Cassie?'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-6746448531798118988</id><published>2009-05-08T15:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T15:16:57.974-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Queen Is Back!</title><content type='html'>Okay. This will be my last Lady Gaga related post for a long time. I promise. Maybe. I was literally just asking someone where Queen Latifah had been when I ran across this. She killed this remix. Anyone who thought the queen was dead must have been mistaken because the proof is below. She switched the flow up so sick... and the little harmony she did on the chorus is nice too. Man. This is my favorite remix ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/v49_3f1rz4I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/v49_3f1rz4I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as Queen Latifah being a lesbian, I won't comment on that until she comes out. People need to quit conjecturing things. If she's queer, she's queer. Let her come out in her own time. Don't try and force her out of the closet. That's public relations 101, ya dig?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-6746448531798118988?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/6746448531798118988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=6746448531798118988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/6746448531798118988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/6746448531798118988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/05/queen-is-back.html' title='The Queen Is Back!'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-8995373535150706190</id><published>2009-05-08T14:12:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T14:38:01.511-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THIS IS NEWS??'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geez you&apos;re dumb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We should&apos;ve voted for McCain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama Drama'/><title type='text'>!!SCANDAL!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ATTENTION!! ATTENTION!! THIS JUST IN...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have not heard about the latest "scandal" then count your blessings. Well, not for long because I'm about to clue you in. Apparently, our President Barack Obama has...dare I say it...he...asked for...Dijon mustard on his burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninecooks.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/greypoupon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ninecooks.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/greypoupon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, you read correctly. On May 5, 2009 President Obama and Vice-President Biden took a trip to Ray's Hell Burger in Arlington, VA. Upon ordering his burger not only did he not ask for ketchup but he requested that put Dijon mustard on it. I'm sure many of you are wondering how he could do such a thing? I am just as disgusted as the rest of you. I mean, how could a man of his position want &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIJON MUSTARD &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;on his burger?? What an outrage!! He is nothing but an uppity yuppity trying to pose as your average Joe. I know a guy name Joe and lemme tell ya, he doesn't ask for Dijon mustard on his burger. He doesn't even know how to SPELL Dijon. He just gets regular ol' catsup and mustard. Come on Obama. Didn't you read in the President handbook that when you order a burger you HAVE TO get regular mustard and you HAVE TO ask for ketchup. We don't care what you prefer. If you were really the man you say you are you wouldn't be asking for Dijon mustard...you damn elitist you. I am so ashamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you agree with the above post click &lt;a href="http://legalinsurrection.blogspot.com/2009/05/thou-shall-not-mock-obamas-mustard.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you agree with my underlined sarcasm click &lt;a href="http://crooksandliars.com/john-amato/latest-right-wing-lunacy-smear-about-ob"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-k.marree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-8995373535150706190?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/8995373535150706190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=8995373535150706190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8995373535150706190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8995373535150706190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/05/scandal.html' title='!!SCANDAL!!'/><author><name>K. Marree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11767740813346136197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/SfytSXJ93DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DHi57lmODOc/S220/Photo0554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-1325576443673032882</id><published>2009-05-07T19:45:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T20:18:53.310-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yu just wasted 2 minutes of your life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='please don&apos;t try and answer these questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ha ha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we just needed a new post'/><title type='text'>Things I Don't Understand: Rhetorical Questions</title><content type='html'>Okay, so rhetorical questions...questions that you ask not expecting an answer. Here are a few things about rhetorical questions that I don't understand:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why do people ask a question but don't want an answer?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why do people try to answer these types of questions?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is it still a question since no answer is given?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look at number one. I don't know how to begin addressing that, &amp;amp;&amp;amp;iAsk rhetorical questions, so we're gonna steer this in another direction. It's one thing to ask a rhetorical question, but what bothers me is when people ask questions like these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;What time is it? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why is it so dark? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and don't expect an answer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;NEWSFLASH: THESE ARE NOT RHETORICAL QUESTIONS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do not try and explain, do not pass go, do not collect $100. If you ask me a literal question I'm going to answer it. Don't get upset, get a clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's look at number two. I'll give you an example: One day I was talking to a friend and I asked an obviously rhetorical question (let's just say I said....why is abbreviation such a long word but it means to shorten?). What does she do? She tries to answer it. First of all, you know good and well that you DO NOT know the answer to the question. Why embarrass yourself by trying to &lt;em&gt;seem&lt;/em&gt; smart? You're not. If you were that smart...you'd know it is a rhetorical question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with all of this being said....are my above questions rhetorical questions? Or am I just trying to make a point? Are these questions rhetorical? Do I want answers to anything? I don't know. It's just something I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. {fah-low meh} &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Prima_Diva"&gt;http://www.twitter.com/Prima_Diva&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.o.O.o. yea...fah-low us :-/ &gt;&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/urbanel0quence"&gt;http://www.twitter.com/urbanel0quence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-1325576443673032882?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/1325576443673032882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=1325576443673032882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1325576443673032882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1325576443673032882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-i-dont-understand-rhetorical.html' title='Things I Don&apos;t Understand: Rhetorical Questions'/><author><name>K. Marree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11767740813346136197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/SfytSXJ93DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DHi57lmODOc/S220/Photo0554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-8211178269978383216</id><published>2009-05-05T00:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:15:01.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY! YOU THERE!</title><content type='html'>HEY! YOU THERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has to be one of the dumbest songs I've ever heard in my life. It's catchy as hell though. I'm pretty sure that I've gone "HEY! YOU THERE!" to get the attention of all of my friends today. My friend Liz is 'bout sick of me. I even downloaded this as my ringtone. It's soooo bad right now. I've been jamming to this song all day. It's funny. I know it's old but its been stuck in my head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/qy5MyHa1Xo8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/qy5MyHa1Xo8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the video where the idea for the song probably came from:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/Fnw49-SAjaE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/Fnw49-SAjaE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Please sir release her...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-8211178269978383216?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/8211178269978383216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=8211178269978383216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8211178269978383216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8211178269978383216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-you-there.html' title='HEY! YOU THERE!'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-2198542350793247044</id><published>2009-05-03T21:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:19:03.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Listen</title><content type='html'>This is probably one of my favorite poems. It is one of the realest things I've ever heard. Asher Roth is the truth. Just listen to this and enjoy it. Pay close attention to what he's actually saying. It's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/hXoHK24Q-FM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/hXoHK24Q-FM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-2198542350793247044?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/2198542350793247044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=2198542350793247044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2198542350793247044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2198542350793247044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-listen.html' title='Just Listen'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-1408460584117094857</id><published>2009-05-02T16:32:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T17:41:57.886-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I guess we didn&apos;t learn anything from SARS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geez you&apos;re dumb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kermie should&apos;ve used protection'/><title type='text'>What Grinds My Gears</title><content type='html'>Hello all! I'm Arielle, the newest blogger on Urban Eloquence (!!yayy me!!) I'd like to present the first post of a segment I like to call What Grinds My Gears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what really grinds my gears? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The swine flu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a.k.a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the pork sniffles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/Sfy2UaGLrAI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Ne4U4Jbg__c/s1600-h/sick.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331336520618716162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/Sfy2UaGLrAI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Ne4U4Jbg__c/s320/sick.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unless you've been living under a rock I'm sure you know exactly what I'm referring to. This new epidemic is causing hysteria amongst our fellow Americans and is spreading internationally. Now, I do not know exactly when or where this epidemic began nor do I care. I'm just tired of people talking about it, stressing about it, seeing it on the news, seeing flyers on it posted around my dorm, seeing people wearing masks, etc, etc, etc. And &lt;a href="http://www.techcrunch.com/2009/04/30/want-to-avoid-swine-flu-theres-an-app-for-that-too"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; just sent me over the edge. GET A GRIP WORLD!! Most of the people worried about this infectious disease are in no way, shape, or form in risk of catching it. So let's nip a couple of these myths in the bud...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you eat pork, you'll get swine flu...and die.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;This is false. Here's what our good friends at the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention have to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Swine influenza viruses are not transmitted by food. You can not get swine&lt;br /&gt;influenza from eating pork or pork products. Eating properly handled and cooked&lt;br /&gt;pork and pork products is safe. Cooking pork to an internal temperature of 160°F&lt;br /&gt;kills the swine flu virus as it does other bacteria and viruses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If someone sneezes, coughs, sniffs or clears their throat they probably have swine flu and if you stay around them you'll catch it...and die.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; You know what? You're probably right...and maybe if I spin around three times, click my heels, do the twist and shout "Hail Mary" I'll become the queen of Terabithia. Take &lt;a href="http://media.wktv.com/images/handheld%20gun.jpg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, put it in your mouth and pull the trigger. Thanks in advance. Come on now, let's be real about this. The next person that accuses me of having the swine flu because I sneezed will get a HUGE hug and a big, sloppy, wet kiss (with tongue) from me. You are not gonna get swine flu from your schoolmates or co-workers unless they have a part time job at Old McDonald's....but again, don't take my word for it. Listen to the CDC: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Swine flu viruses do not normally infect humans. However,&lt;br /&gt;sporadic human infections with swine flu have occurred. Most commonly, these&lt;br /&gt;cases occur in persons with direct exposure to pigs (e.g. children near pigs at&lt;br /&gt;a fair or workers in the swine industry). In addition, there have been&lt;br /&gt;documented cases of one person spreading swine flu to others. For example, an&lt;br /&gt;outbreak of apparent swine flu infection in pigs in Wisconsin in 1988 resulted&lt;br /&gt;in multiple human infections, and, although no community outbreak resulted,&lt;br /&gt;there was antibody evidence of virus transmission from the patient to health&lt;br /&gt;care workers who had close contact with the patient.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So unless you are a pig wrangler, ranch owner, or Kermit the Frog you have nothing to worry about. But just in case you're still in a frenzy you can read more about it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cdc.gov/h1n1flu/key_facts.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. And that's what grinds my gears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s. fah-low meh on (T.W.I.T.T.E.R.) @Prima_Diva&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-1408460584117094857?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/1408460584117094857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=1408460584117094857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1408460584117094857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1408460584117094857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-grinds-my-gears.html' title='What Grinds My Gears'/><author><name>K. Marree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11767740813346136197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/SfytSXJ93DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DHi57lmODOc/S220/Photo0554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6n5PplGsV_k/Sfy2UaGLrAI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Ne4U4Jbg__c/s72-c/sick.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-802067390754986296</id><published>2009-05-02T15:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T15:53:16.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Video of Graciela Singing</title><content type='html'>Okay. I wasn't supposed to post this to the blog but I had a hater in my ear telling me that I want Graciela to be famous more than she wants to be famous. Not true Lizeth (yes, I'm saying names)! I just want everyone to enjoy her beautiful voice as much as I do. This is my homie and I love her soooo much. I want the best for her, whatever SHE decides that is. But for now, we're just gonna enjoy this performance. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/M-H4w_yjQS0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/M-H4w_yjQS0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow us on twitter (&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/urbanel0quence"&gt;@urbanel0quence&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/guzmangraciela"&gt;@guzmangraciela&lt;/a&gt;) and subscribe to the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/urbanel0quence"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt; channel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-802067390754986296?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/802067390754986296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=802067390754986296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/802067390754986296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/802067390754986296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-video-of-graciela-singing.html' title='Another Video of Graciela Singing'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-8462465770796749415</id><published>2009-05-01T14:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T16:23:57.864-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Um.. Why?</title><content type='html'>So apparently.. Cassie Ventura has shaved half of her head. WHY?! I know people like to be different but that short side will NEVER catch up to the long side and it's gonna go through that awkward stage where it's not exactly long but it's not exactly short. She's gonna have to cut off all of her hair to have it be the same length in the future. Do we think about the long term when we do things like this Cassie? Do we? We went from this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd179/isabellicious_2007/cassie.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://blackgaygossip.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/cassie-shaved-head-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better be glad that your lip gloss is popping in that last pic because um... yeah. I'm not hating or anything, I'm just worried about the hordes of young women that will think that this is a good idea. Only Cassie could pull off something like this. I'm so scared for all of the people that will copy this. They're gonna wish they were those Play Doh people. Just push down and hair sprouts back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to follow me on &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/urbanel0quence"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;. Peace ya'll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-8462465770796749415?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/8462465770796749415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=8462465770796749415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8462465770796749415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8462465770796749415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/05/um-why.html' title='Um.. Why?'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-6732751980839134102</id><published>2009-04-30T20:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:41:45.698-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopped up out the beeed in my choppa suuiittt.</title><content type='html'>Okay. So Choppa City has lost his freaking mind. I'm a fan of the FilnoBEP videos on YouTube and I was watching the newest videos and they were mentioning Choppa City and something called a Choppa Suit... Here at the videos. The Choppa Suit bits only last about 30 seconds each. The rest of the videos are pretty funny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/1scYHerzPsE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/1scYHerzPsE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/GYaLo04ckPQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/GYaLo04ckPQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after some investigation (and a few more parodies) I stumbled upon the real video where Choppa City was dissin' E. Ness, his fellow member of Da Band (one of Diddy's many group failures). The Choppa City video is hilarious in it's own right. That dude is a fool. I was laughing sooooo hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="374"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshh895mQs6OHrOrRRJE" /&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshh895mQs6OHrOrRRJE" quality="high" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullscreen="true" width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm a tawl gangsta!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* UPDATE *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a little more research, I found the original E. NESS VIDEO that started this whole Choppa Suit mess. Hood beef is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/k-FaLU3TTdI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/k-FaLU3TTdI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-6732751980839134102?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/6732751980839134102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=6732751980839134102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/6732751980839134102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/6732751980839134102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/hopped-up-out-beeed-in-my-choppa.html' title='Hopped up out the beeed in my choppa suuiittt.'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-9055387133775781893</id><published>2009-04-30T10:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T10:57:45.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Got a Big Ego..</title><content type='html'>Okay. I'm not necessarily a Beyonce fan but I know a good song when I hear one and I've been jamming to Beyonce's song &lt;i&gt;Ego&lt;/i&gt; for about two weeks now and I love it. I'm about to play it out for myself. If you haven't heard it here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/1fNCyVU-Yyc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/1fNCyVU-Yyc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also.. one of my fabulous boos hipped me to the fact that there is real choreography from the supposed video on YouTube. I realize that it might change since 1) Beyonce and Ciara have been Swagga Jackin' each other and 2) If it's all over the internet, no one is gonna be surprised when it comes out. People would know the dance before the video before it was even released and I'm pretty sure that's not how Bey rolls. Anyway, here it the choreography:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/5ZG5QJEri9s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/5ZG5QJEri9s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to subscribe to the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/urbanel0quence"&gt;YouTube Channel&lt;/a&gt; (it's just an assortment of randomness right now but subscribe anyway) and follow me on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/urbanel0quence"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;. It'll be worth your while! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya, adore ya, and appreciate ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-9055387133775781893?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/9055387133775781893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=9055387133775781893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/9055387133775781893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/9055387133775781893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/got-big-ego.html' title='Got a Big Ego..'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-3376355652712795781</id><published>2009-04-27T11:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:38:53.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chillin'.</title><content type='html'>Okay. This is another Lady Gaga post. I'm sorry you guys. She's pretty much all I hear and she's all that people talk to me about. When I get emails and when you guys hit me up on facebook, it's all about Lady Gaga. Stop. I love her but enough is enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST KIDDING! She's fabulous. He's Wale from DC's first single featuring the First Lady (No. Not Michelle Obama. She's fabulous in her own right.). Chillin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/YaUt2DmGXkE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/YaUt2DmGXkE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/urbanel0quence"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; and subscribe to the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/urbanel0quence"&gt;YouTube Channel&lt;/a&gt;. Love ya, appreciate ya, and adore ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-3376355652712795781?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/3376355652712795781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=3376355652712795781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/3376355652712795781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/3376355652712795781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/chillin.html' title='Chillin&apos;.'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-5253856566892089753</id><published>2009-04-26T15:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T15:57:50.234-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Titular Head</title><content type='html'>Every year at Grinnell College in the second semester there is a student film festival called &lt;i&gt;Titular Head&lt;/i&gt;. Some of these videos are shit (as expected) but a few of them are really really really good. Here are a couple of the great ones from this years festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Winner - Star Wars Grinnell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/0LjSzV1R8Us&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/0LjSzV1R8Us&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one didn't place.. but it's great because my brother is in it. I just thought it was cute and I love the song so he gets some blog fame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/hvaQn4iJAj4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/hvaQn4iJAj4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-5253856566892089753?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/5253856566892089753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=5253856566892089753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/5253856566892089753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/5253856566892089753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/titular-head.html' title='Titular Head'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-2858132123116310444</id><published>2009-04-23T09:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:45:04.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dis Song Fa Mah Maaammaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/7aaIc37v1rQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/7aaIc37v1rQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;DIS SONG FAH MY MAMA!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filno is back at it. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're a little too cocky for my taste personally, but the cartoons are still great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-2858132123116310444?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/2858132123116310444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=2858132123116310444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2858132123116310444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2858132123116310444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/dis-song-fa-mah-maaammaaa.html' title='Dis Song Fa Mah Maaammaaa'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-23517596280670938</id><published>2009-04-20T20:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:40:43.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on now Lady Gaga..</title><content type='html'>Okay. I will openly admit to anyone that I love Lady Gaga and I love &lt;i&gt;Viva La Vida&lt;/i&gt; by Coldplay but the two DO NOT MIX. At all. Man. I think my favorite part is when she messes up but after that, she just completely over does it. It's great. Oh. And when she talks to Coldplay at 3:30. This woman is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Lady Gaga,&lt;br /&gt;Stick to the dance songs.. and Paper Gangsta is the biznez. &lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;urban eloquence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/KvWZzG5QIys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/KvWZzG5QIys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-23517596280670938?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/23517596280670938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=23517596280670938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/23517596280670938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/23517596280670938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/come-on-now-lady-gaga.html' title='Come on now Lady Gaga..'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-3454587236639018876</id><published>2009-04-19T23:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T10:06:36.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Posts</title><content type='html'>Yaaay! This is my 100th post to this blog. I'm excited about how far I've come and how popular it's become. I only started to it cure some summer boredom and here I am. In honor of the 100th post to this glorious blog, I've allowed for another author to post from time to time. My best friend Lizeth (who I've mentioned in a couple of posts) now has the ability to contribute to my blog.. and whether or not she'll use it is yet to be determined. She better though. Anyway, thanks to my readers and subscribers on the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/urbanel0quence"&gt;YouTube channel&lt;/a&gt;. I love you guys and I really appreciate you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. In retrospect, we should have done a vlog but oh well. We'll get to that later. =])&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-3454587236639018876?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/3454587236639018876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=3454587236639018876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/3454587236639018876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/3454587236639018876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/100-posts.html' title='100 Posts'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-6885509530416428381</id><published>2009-04-19T18:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:42:40.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Poke Her Face</title><content type='html'>I'm a big Lady Gaga fan but this song is tight. They're making fun of pretty much every popular song at the moment but the song is pretty sick. I know ya'll not ready for this flyness. It's KiD CuDi featuring Kanye West and Common. I wonder if Lady Gaga has heard it. I'm pretty sure she would approve it because I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/KJ9pl4sKC3c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/KJ9pl4sKC3c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-6885509530416428381?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/6885509530416428381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=6885509530416428381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/6885509530416428381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/6885509530416428381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-poke-her-face.html' title='I Poke Her Face'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-4300862358778656991</id><published>2009-04-17T15:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T15:36:52.375-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a big deal on YouTube.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/LauhyPSHwxA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/LauhyPSHwxA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just really like this song about famous YouTube people. Too bad Asa didn't talk about urbaneloquence. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-4300862358778656991?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/4300862358778656991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=4300862358778656991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/4300862358778656991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/4300862358778656991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-big-deal-on-youtube.html' title='I&apos;m a big deal on YouTube.'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-3118848072670143757</id><published>2009-04-16T21:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T15:25:50.952-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Old School Group Of The Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Hmmm. O.P.P. How can I explain it?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAUGHTY BY NATURE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a fan of Naughty by Nature since I was little and my mom finally let me listen to the radio. TO be honest, this is when I began my truly enamored relationship with Hip-Hop. I hum along to O.P.P. like 15 years later and it still affects me. Naughty by Nature is by FAR my favorite rap group of all time (closely followed by Bone Thugs N Harmony). This is just one of my favorite Naughty joints (with Feel me Flow being my all time favorite rap song in the history of life ever). Enjoy as much as I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/GKVqTmAWK2o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/GKVqTmAWK2o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-3118848072670143757?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/3118848072670143757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=3118848072670143757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/3118848072670143757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/3118848072670143757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/old-school-group-of-week.html' title='Old School Group Of The Week'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-1259544893207394865</id><published>2009-04-16T11:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T11:04:59.369-04:00</updated><title type='text'>60 Black Ghetto Female Names</title><content type='html'>LMAO. My friends find the craziest shit. This is the rundown of the 60 most ghetto black names and it's hilarious! Please believe when I see a couple of my friends today, I will call them a couple of these names. Enjoy and tell me your favorite at &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/urbanel0quence"&gt;@urbanel0quence&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;! My favorite is Obamaniqua. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/pCdmiZyyGjQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/pCdmiZyyGjQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-1259544893207394865?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/1259544893207394865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=1259544893207394865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1259544893207394865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1259544893207394865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/60-black-ghetto-female-names.html' title='60 Black Ghetto Female Names'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-5176095332183755730</id><published>2009-04-14T22:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:01:41.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eli's Dirty Jokes</title><content type='html'>These are pretty funny. I've been watching them pretty consistently all night and I love most of them. I get to this one and it just happens to be my favorite joke of all time. &lt;i&gt;Eli's Dirty Jokes&lt;/i&gt; comes on Cinimax on Saturdays. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/ELuNeOItpPE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/ELuNeOItpPE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-5176095332183755730?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/5176095332183755730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=5176095332183755730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/5176095332183755730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/5176095332183755730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/elis-dirty-jokes.html' title='Eli&apos;s Dirty Jokes'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-2363996752378123984</id><published>2009-04-13T17:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T17:16:43.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We Made You</title><content type='html'>EMINEM! I MISSED YOU! I can't wait for the new CD to come out (Relapse on May 13, 2009). I love this song sooo much. It's so much like the Eminem that I grew up loving. The song is catchy as hell too. EM IS BACK! Enjoy the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/EWMLMc3ES3I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/EWMLMc3ES3I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-2363996752378123984?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/2363996752378123984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=2363996752378123984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2363996752378123984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2363996752378123984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-made-you.html' title='We Made You'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-1151154145933250215</id><published>2009-04-13T15:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T16:02:41.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things A Woman Should Not Wear</title><content type='html'>My brother sent me this video and said "HEY. You're gonna love this". I love how well my brother knows me. I've never heard of William Sledd before but I love love love this video. It's 10 things a woman should never wear. I'm going to do an edition for black women. Just watch. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/9tfGHb0La2E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/9tfGHb0La2E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-1151154145933250215?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/1151154145933250215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=1151154145933250215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1151154145933250215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1151154145933250215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/10-things-woman-should-not-wear.html' title='10 Things A Woman Should Not Wear'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-6852361095241236132</id><published>2009-04-12T13:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T13:23:56.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit on you ho!</title><content type='html'>LMAO. My friend put me up on this song yesterday then turned around and played it at a party. It was soooo funny that I had to blog about it. This chick is wild. You pretty much just gotta see/hear for yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You don't want no problem 'cause pussy ho I'll solve them..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/B5FDMfbBYi4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/B5FDMfbBYi4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-6852361095241236132?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/6852361095241236132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=6852361095241236132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/6852361095241236132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/6852361095241236132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/shit-on-you-ho.html' title='Shit on you ho!'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-4351677432664637046</id><published>2009-04-11T13:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T14:07:50.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tatyana Ali</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Daydreamin'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/pES_eGStwI4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/pES_eGStwI4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaaaan! I used to love this song. This used to be my joint. No lie. Then again, I was like 11. It randomly came on my iTunes today and I got all excited. I feel like she would have lasted as an artist if they hadn't tried to keep marketing her like Ashley Banks. By the time this song came out, she was a grown ass woman. Why did they give her pigtails? She shoulda been on her grown and sexy by then. Will Smith was messin up but oh well. The song is still great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-4351677432664637046?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/4351677432664637046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=4351677432664637046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/4351677432664637046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/4351677432664637046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/tatyana-ali.html' title='Tatyana Ali'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-8235968262420229869</id><published>2009-04-10T10:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T10:02:10.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubblegum - Young Juice</title><content type='html'>Young Juice - Bubblegum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My bitch bad! She stay groovy like a Austin Powers movie..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I've strayed from bringing you the hottest music for a minute but I didn't forget about you! I love this song. It's been stuck in my head since my friend put me up on it. It's about time for the summer bangers to start coming out. This song is on the Southern Exposure Vol. 4 mixtape that can be downloaded from &lt;a href="http://www.datpiff.com"&gt;DatPiff.com&lt;/a&gt;. Anyway. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Coogi on her booty. Best believe my bitch juicy..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿﻿&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/NHh2H3oZwuM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/NHh2H3oZwuM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-8235968262420229869?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/8235968262420229869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=8235968262420229869' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8235968262420229869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8235968262420229869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/bubblegum-young-juice.html' title='Bubblegum - Young Juice'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-2524844825926038864</id><published>2009-04-10T09:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T10:00:03.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Old School Joint</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Mariah Carey - Fantasy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Anybody that tells me that they don't dance when they hear this song is a liar. Mariah Carey's Fantasy was THE BUSINESS back in the day. Mariah might be a little crazy now but back then she was GOLDEN. This song was actually the first pop remix ever to feature a rapper. Look what she started. Because of Mariah Carey.. Lil Wayne is on every song that ever comes on the radio ever. Anyway. Mariah Carey's Fantasy is the old school joint. Feel free to hit me up on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/urbanel0quence"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; and give me more Old School Joints (Detroiters.. limit the number of Aaliyah songs to two, please)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/IrOHaTD0hu8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/IrOHaTD0hu8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-2524844825926038864?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/2524844825926038864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=2524844825926038864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2524844825926038864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2524844825926038864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/old-school-joint.html' title='Old School Joint'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-1385405600627258235</id><published>2009-04-09T15:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T15:38:49.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLLLEEE BEERRRYYY!</title><content type='html'>LOL. I love how dumb this song is. The dance is equally as dumb.. but it's still catchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. When are we going to stop using Halle Berry as the epitome of black beauty? She's pretty and all but come on..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurricane Chris is ridiculous for this one but I can't stop dancing to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/0P0uJvhZVO8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/0P0uJvhZVO8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**SPECIAL TREAT**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Here's Halle Berry dancing to "her" song on Ellen. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/KvPwKDW6Stg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/KvPwKDW6Stg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-1385405600627258235?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/1385405600627258235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=1385405600627258235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1385405600627258235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1385405600627258235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/halllleee-beerrryyy.html' title='HALLLLEEE BEERRRYYY!'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-5443818921325704999</id><published>2009-04-08T15:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T15:42:54.258-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/CWk3HzxnxiI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/CWk3HzxnxiI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song but I have a few issues about this video..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Why you gotta make Mariah Carey all hood? We know she's not.&lt;br /&gt;2) Cornrows and an afropuff.. 'nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;3) Mariah carey pretending to braid hair on the front porch.. for real?&lt;br /&gt;4) The Dream leaving a woman.. who is already.. in his bed.. for Mariah Carey.&lt;br /&gt;5) The corny ass fight scene in the beginning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man this video is funny. LOL. I still love Mariah and Dream though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-5443818921325704999?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/5443818921325704999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=5443818921325704999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/5443818921325704999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/5443818921325704999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-love.html' title='My Love'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-832318025912873531</id><published>2009-04-08T15:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T15:27:40.491-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Planet Unicorn Heeeey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;A gay by wished for a planet full of unicorns..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I don't know if I blogged about this or not but if I didn't shame on me. There's this cartoon about 3 gay unicorns call &lt;i&gt;Planet Unicorn&lt;/I&gt; that came on LOGO a while back and I just thought that the videos were super cute and pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/EQJD1ura7G4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/EQJD1ura7G4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-832318025912873531?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/832318025912873531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=832318025912873531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/832318025912873531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/832318025912873531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/planet-unicorn-heeeey.html' title='Planet Unicorn Heeeey!'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-8080576646442884713</id><published>2009-04-08T15:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T15:02:59.008-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The !@#% Song</title><content type='html'>LMAO! This video is so funny. I love when people do stuff like that to Sesame Street and Barney videos. It's just funny as hell. I hope you enjoy as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/iu1S_xICwHI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/iu1S_xICwHI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-8080576646442884713?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/8080576646442884713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=8080576646442884713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8080576646442884713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8080576646442884713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/song.html' title='The !@#% Song'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-4199720843700631790</id><published>2009-04-07T16:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:43:28.529-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friend's Favorite Song..</title><content type='html'>So okay.. I got this best friend (Liz for those who read back to the Maya Angelou post) and she loves this damn song. The song is &lt;i&gt;Took The Night by Chelly&lt;/I&gt;. Ugh. Are the themes of all new songs from women about being conceited? Okay. It's cool to be confident and all but come on now ya'll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Hate Hate HateHateHate.. I don't care what bitches say..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/a7L5YlGs7cM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/a7L5YlGs7cM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. The dancing girl in the video is KILLING me. It's so funny. I want those moves.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-4199720843700631790?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/4199720843700631790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=4199720843700631790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/4199720843700631790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/4199720843700631790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-best-friends-favorite-song.html' title='My Best Friend&apos;s Favorite Song..'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-698951342957399662</id><published>2009-04-05T14:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T15:08:09.759-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama Spoof</title><content type='html'>Okay. So I been watching this guy's video for a bit now and they're always pretty good. He does a GREAT impersonation of President Obama and the songs are always well written. This is the newest one to Dead and Gone by T.I. featuring Justin Timberlake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IVaiIvcav64&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IVaiIvcav64&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the one he's most famous for: Single Ladies by Beyonce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8PqI12R8YNU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8PqI12R8YNU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-698951342957399662?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/698951342957399662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=698951342957399662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/698951342957399662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/698951342957399662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/obama-spoof.html' title='Obama Spoof'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-7877969056118534146</id><published>2009-04-04T12:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T12:41:13.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big News</title><content type='html'>So apparently, Iowa now has legal gay marriage. That's pretty fucking tight to be honest. I go to college in Iowa at a (supposedly) "queer friendly" institution and this is a great thing. Not gonna really talk too much about it since I have to go to work but here's the article and congrats Iowa! Maybe this will make up for that no smoking law..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.desmoinesregister.com/article/20090403/NEWS/90403010"&gt;http://www.desmoinesregister.com/article/20090403/NEWS/90403010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-7877969056118534146?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/7877969056118534146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=7877969056118534146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/7877969056118534146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/7877969056118534146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/big-news.html' title='Big News'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-5304484365951061893</id><published>2009-04-02T12:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T12:14:59.268-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You are soooo cute!</title><content type='html'>LMAO. My friend showed me this video and I loved it. It was the cutest thing ever. I love it. I watch it like every morning when I make sure that my swag is still on (i don't turn mine off before bed like Soulja boy). Anyway. I hope you ove it as mush as I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/GZrkA84wOQU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/GZrkA84wOQU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-5304484365951061893?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/5304484365951061893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=5304484365951061893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/5304484365951061893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/5304484365951061893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-are-soooo-cute.html' title='You are soooo cute!'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-6594943010806960403</id><published>2009-04-02T11:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T11:29:10.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Paparazzi</title><content type='html'>anyone who knows me now knows that i'm pretty gaga for lady gaga. apparently, even one of my friends' boyfriends calls me lady gaga. whodathunkit? anyways. i love every song on &lt;i&gt;The Fame&lt;/i&gt; but right now i'm really feeling paparazzi. omg. this song is so good. i hope you enjoy it as much as i do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/b-EN4-QVbpQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/b-EN4-QVbpQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-6594943010806960403?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/6594943010806960403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=6594943010806960403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/6594943010806960403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/6594943010806960403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/paparazzi.html' title='Paparazzi'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-1877843728940583549</id><published>2009-04-02T00:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:45:07.129-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Step at A Time</title><content type='html'>Here's the second vlog. Me and Graciela singing One Step at a Time by Jordin Sparks. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/0buOZpcFcOQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/0buOZpcFcOQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-1877843728940583549?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/1877843728940583549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=1877843728940583549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1877843728940583549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/1877843728940583549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-step-at-time.html' title='One Step at A Time'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-9184718742323304258</id><published>2009-04-01T14:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T14:36:27.199-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moment We've All Been Waiting For..</title><content type='html'>..MY FIRST VLOG! Enjoy and subscribe on the youtube channel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/RyUF7XuO6Uo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/RyUF7XuO6Uo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-9184718742323304258?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/9184718742323304258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=9184718742323304258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/9184718742323304258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/9184718742323304258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/moment-weve-all-been-waiting-for.html' title='The Moment We&apos;ve All Been Waiting For..'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-4347880340246032703</id><published>2009-04-01T12:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T12:29:44.285-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Autograph to Remember..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/lady%20gaga" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/Music/ladygaga.png" border="0" alt="lady gaga Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO. I freaking LOVE Lady Gaga.. apparently she signed a fan's penis and it was big enough to write "Lady Gaga". OMG. She's so fabulous. Here's the article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pop star Lady GaGa once autographed a male fan's manhood after she was confronted with an X-rated request backstage at a concert here in Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Poker Face hitmaker, 23, admits she was taken aback when the brazen fan whipped out his penis for her to sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She recalls, "I feel embarrassed saying this but... I was doing a meet and greet backstage in Canada. I had enough room to write Lady GaGa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was laughing so hard I could barely breathe. Maybe it is still there - who knows? It was a permanent marker too!" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jam.canoe.ca/Music/2009/04/01/8962781-wenn.html"&gt;http://jam.canoe.ca/Music/2009/04/01/8962781-wenn.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't figured it out yet, Lady Gaga is the business. Get on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-4347880340246032703?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/4347880340246032703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=4347880340246032703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/4347880340246032703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/4347880340246032703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/autograph-to-remember.html' title='An Autograph to Remember..'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-2145391632691614914</id><published>2009-04-01T09:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T09:49:27.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS SPARTA!</title><content type='html'>..Well not really. I just you guys to expect my first vlog later today. What the public wants, the public gets. =] The official youtube channel is &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/urbanel0quence"&gt;urbanel0quence&lt;/a&gt;. Enjoy when they get up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. And happy April fool's day. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-2145391632691614914?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/2145391632691614914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=2145391632691614914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2145391632691614914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2145391632691614914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-sparta.html' title='THIS IS SPARTA!'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-6746732161320745210</id><published>2009-03-30T12:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T12:27:11.357-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rape Soulja Boy? LOL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/soulja%20boy" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i297.photobucket.com/albums/mm208/bousheem/SouljaBoy-05-big.jpg" border="0" alt="soulja boy Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why this made news but apparently a Soulja Boy fan said that she would "rape" him and it caught him off guard. According to &lt;a href="http:///www.hiphoprx.com"&gt;HipHopRx.com&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Soulja Boy fan makes an over advanced statement and threatens to “rape” the teen rapper.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Soulja Boy has been turning his swag on with songs such as the #1 Billboard single “Kiss Me Thru The Phone” and recent feature on “Delirious” with lyrics targeting the ladies, one fan seems to can’t control herself any longer. Though the eighteen year-old Soulja Boy may be use to fans’ admiration, it seems that the rapper and young businessman may have been thrown back by one fans’ gesture of emotion and over excitement when she said that she would quote ‘rape’ the young celebrity star, according to Soulja Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This girl looked me in the eye today and said ‘I will Rape the sh-t out of you,’” the rapper posted on his blog today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that the rapper may have been approached sometime during or after the rapper’s BET Spring Bling appearance when the fan made the over zealous statement as he was just mentioning his Spring Bling adventure beforehand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ya boy shut down Spring Bling,” stated Soulja Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Soulja Boy seemed to have been shocked by the statement or simply caught off guard, whether she was to be taken as an over-excited fan, a wannabe groupie or possibly a potential stalker, the rapper didn’t mention which one he thought she might be, but did happen to notice one other thing regarding her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She was fine ass hell,” stated the rapper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In more regards to her statement made to Soulja Boy, the rapper seemed to have just laughed it off adding, “but I was like… lol.” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hiphoprx.com/2009/03/29/fan-threatens-to-rape-soulja-boy/"&gt;http://www.hiphoprx.com/2009/03/29/fan-threatens-to-rape-soulja-boy/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. why is this news again? Soulja Boy is an okay artist and a decent looking young man, but not enough to "rape". Also, don't fans talk about "raping" artists all the time? ALL THE TIME. I used to tell people that I would rape Chris Brown all the time (now I'm scared he'll beat my ass). Plus, you can't really rape the willing. Soulja Boy admitted she as "fine as hell".. Why would someone even blog about this and why am I gracing it with a response? I just thought the fact that they blogged about this is ridiculous. Still love Soulja Boy's music though..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-6746732161320745210?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/6746732161320745210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=6746732161320745210' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/6746732161320745210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/6746732161320745210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/03/rape-soulja-boy-lol_30.html' title='Rape Soulja Boy? LOL.'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-6274910452767882385</id><published>2009-03-28T13:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T13:35:40.164-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is too good..</title><content type='html'>Okay. I gotta admit that this is cute. As I frequent flier, it's sooo good to see that flight attendants get just a bored with their announcements as I do. I wish more flight attendants were like this one. I woulda cried from laughing so hard if this were my flight.. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/ivjybzdXVmI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/ivjybzdXVmI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-6274910452767882385?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/6274910452767882385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=6274910452767882385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/6274910452767882385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/6274910452767882385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-too-good.html' title='This is too good..'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-8263854861706450520</id><published>2009-03-24T11:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T11:50:52.069-04:00</updated><title type='text'>15 Questions</title><content type='html'>When I used to read Vibe magazine, my favorite part was the '20 Questions' section at the very back of the magazine. So I've decided to formulate my own 15 questions about the music industry and life in general. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 Questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How many more flipping songs is Wayne gonna be on? (Seriously..)&lt;br /&gt;2. Why is everyone just figuring out that Lady Gaga is the business? (Seriously..)&lt;br /&gt;3. WHY WHY WHY does Beyonce have red eyebrows to match her red weave for the new movie Obsessed? ('nuf said..)&lt;br /&gt;4. Why did Beyonce play a singer in EVERY movie she's been in up until this new Obsessed movie? (Hell, she might be a singer in that too!)&lt;br /&gt;5. When are Brick and Lace gonna blow up? (Their time is PAST due.)&lt;br /&gt;6. Is Amerie really not signed to a label? (Anyone that can't market Amerie can't sell ice water in hell..)&lt;br /&gt;7. WHY isn't Graciela famous yet? (Sorry boo. The question needed to be asked.. again! &lt;a href="http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/03/shes-going-to-kill-me.html"&gt;Graciela Singing&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;8. Why is Jadakiss as hard as it gets? (JayKay.)&lt;br /&gt;9. Why are people constantly hating on Soulja Boy? (Sometimes his lyrics aren't the best but he's a decent artist!)&lt;br /&gt;10. Does any little girl still love Chris Brown? (Poor babies..)&lt;br /&gt;11. Why aren't you guys following me on Twitter? (Lazy.. I swear..)&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you on a boat? (I sure as hell am not..)&lt;br /&gt;13. Are Blackberries really that great of phones? (I'm partial to the Sidekick myself..)&lt;br /&gt;14. Why is rap losing all of the LYRICS? (Ain' I.. Ain' I.. Ain' I.. Ain' I..)&lt;br /&gt;15. Why is Detroit in such dire straits? (Don't say crime.. black people.. or auto industry..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-8263854861706450520?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/8263854861706450520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=8263854861706450520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8263854861706450520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8263854861706450520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/03/15-questions.html' title='15 Questions'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-2891239189752977239</id><published>2009-03-24T01:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T01:58:42.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The world must know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stevie Cross is my cousin. Hate on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-2891239189752977239?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/2891239189752977239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=2891239189752977239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2891239189752977239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2891239189752977239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/03/fyi.html' title='FYI..'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-7802563370756149445</id><published>2009-03-22T12:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T12:48:15.708-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chris Brown and Rihanna Sex Tape</title><content type='html'>Damn it Chris Brown and Rihanna! I'm sick of hearing about you guys. You suck. Now, it seems like Rihanna is worried that Chris will leak a sex tape that they made to "ruin her reputation". Here's the article from ExtraTV:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kim Kardashian, Paris Hilton and Pamela Anderson have fallen victim to sex tape controversies -- is Rihanna next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star magazine says a sex tape of Rihanna and BF Chris Brown exists! Star reports Rihanna, 21, allowed Chris, 19, to record what happens behind closed doors and she's worried the tapes will ruin her reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A source tells the mag, "Rihanna has no issues with her sexuality." The source continues, "She'd be mortified if her friends and family found this out!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumors are also swirling about the couple taking a break. It was reported Brown was spotted getting off a plane with another woman in Virginia. Some say this could be a new girlfriend!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://extratv.warnerbros.com/2009/03/a_chris_and_rihanna_sex_tape.php"&gt;A Chris and Rihanna Sex Tape?!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna should pay a little more attention. Kim Kardashian, Paris Hilton, and Pamela Anderson have ALL GOTTEN MORE FAMOUS after sex tape controversies. To be real Rihanna, your latest album &lt;i&gt;is called&lt;/i&gt; GOOD GIRL GONE BAD. Wouldn't a sex tape be the perfect venue to really become this bad girl that you claim to be? I mean, you the bad girl haircut. You need to get the bad girl swag and the bad girl sex tape under your belt as well. Get real Rihanna. After you trapped Chris by beating on him and calling the police when he hit you back, you wanna worry about your reputation now? Get outta here with that..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-7802563370756149445?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/7802563370756149445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=7802563370756149445' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/7802563370756149445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/7802563370756149445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/03/chris-brown-and-rihanna-sex-tape.html' title='Chris Brown and Rihanna Sex Tape'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-2775434450225470662</id><published>2009-03-22T12:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T12:11:20.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spankwire.. nuff said..</title><content type='html'>Okay. Sorry I haven't been around much for you guys in the last couple of days but I was just getting my Spring Break into full swing (HALLELUJAH!). Today, a friend of mine showed me a video that was so just.. ugh.. that I had to blog about it. It's mature in nature so I'm not going to post the video right in my blog but I will post the direct link a little later. If you type in Spankwire Reactions in YouTube, you can just see how people almost die when they watch these videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I wasn't really affected by it. It just shows me how sick some people truly are. Oddly enough, the person that showed it to me was "impressed" that I didn't express the immediate need to projectile vomit while watching this video. This is pretty sick so I warn you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..watch at your own risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spankwire.com/Article.aspx?id=51835"&gt;Spankwire Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-2775434450225470662?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/2775434450225470662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=2775434450225470662' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2775434450225470662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2775434450225470662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/03/spankwire-nuff-said.html' title='Spankwire.. nuff said..'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-2518152555903985528</id><published>2009-03-15T23:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:24:09.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Drizzy Baby!</title><content type='html'>The song speaks for itself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/Rsvsbl4r3v4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/Rsvsbl4r3v4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-2518152555903985528?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/2518152555903985528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=2518152555903985528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2518152555903985528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2518152555903985528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-drizzy-baby.html' title='It&apos;s Drizzy Baby!'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-3327265818678056763</id><published>2009-03-15T23:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:19:38.941-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG. Jordin Sparks and B. Scott</title><content type='html'>This is video is amazing. Jordin sings Beyonce's Halo. Man. I love B. Scott and Jordin Sparks. This video is just amazing. Follow them both on Twitter. Muah my lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/XYUmgS2kR8o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/XYUmgS2kR8o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-3327265818678056763?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/3327265818678056763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=3327265818678056763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/3327265818678056763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/3327265818678056763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/03/omg-jordin-sparks-and-b-scott.html' title='OMG. Jordin Sparks and B. Scott'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-2922477428499403107</id><published>2009-03-14T21:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:56:25.879-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ave Maria</title><content type='html'>This is sooo beautiful. Jordin Sparks is amazing. Be sure to subscribe to her videos at &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/TheJoMoShow"&gt;The JoMoShow&lt;/a&gt;. Listen to this rendition of Ave Maria. It's magical to say the least. I have so much respect for Jordin Sparks and I recently found out that we're birthday buddies (her's being December 22 and mine being December 23)! Anyway. Follow us on &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; and enjoy the video, my lovelies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/TheRealJordin"&gt;Jordin Sparks' Twitter: TheRealJordin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/urbanel0quence"&gt;urban el0quence Twitter: urbanel0quence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/gqJVm4xXkYo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/gqJVm4xXkYo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-2922477428499403107?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/2922477428499403107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=2922477428499403107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2922477428499403107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2922477428499403107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/03/ave-maria.html' title='Ave Maria'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-8741766867252408792</id><published>2009-03-14T21:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:57:48.917-04:00</updated><title type='text'>urban eloquence vlogs?</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm not sure how many of you all were waiting on this but the urban eloquence vlogs are coming realll soon. Definitely in the next month or so. They'll probably go up on YouTube and be posted here. I might do a couple of Stickam live casts if I have time and people to watch. =] Definitely will be on my YouTube game though. Might as well subscribe to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/urbanel0quence"&gt;urbanel0quence&lt;/a&gt; right now so you don't miss the first one! Don't forget to follow me on Twitter! @urbanel0quence. Love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/kid+sister/track/switch+board"&gt;Kid Sister - Switch Board (Club)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-8741766867252408792?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/8741766867252408792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=8741766867252408792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8741766867252408792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8741766867252408792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/03/urban-eloquence-vlogs.html' title='urban eloquence vlogs?'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-2141340413050312886</id><published>2009-03-14T21:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:59:46.769-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='top five'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='b. scott'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love muffins'/><title type='text'>Love B. Scott!</title><content type='html'>As a quick side note before I get into how much I love B. Scott, I want to mention how much I love Twitter. I have integrated so many things to my Mac because of Twitter so follow me! You know you want to! &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/urbanel0quence"&gt;@urbanel0quence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now for our feature presentation..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeeyyy love muffins! It's B. Scooootttt! B. Scott is basically the shit and a half. No seriously. He is soo fabulous. I wish I could be like him if I grow up. Follow him on twitter as well! &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/lovebscott"&gt;@lovebscott&lt;/a&gt;. If you don't have a twitter, you're slacking. I'm going to post a couple of my favorite B. Scott videos that bring you the realness. Watch and be enlightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/djNI-XP7fj8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/djNI-XP7fj8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/9EyE-aH_coI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/9EyE-aH_coI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/lady+gaga+feat.+flo-rida/track/starstruck"&gt;Lady Gaga Feat. Flo-Rida - Starstruck&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-2141340413050312886?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/2141340413050312886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=2141340413050312886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2141340413050312886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/2141340413050312886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-b-scott.html' title='Love B. Scott!'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-6258486431007196921</id><published>2009-03-13T22:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:33:38.174-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad.</title><content type='html'>Okay. This came up on my Twitter so I had to discuss it. This beef with 50 and Rick Ross has gone too far. These dudes are playing dirty. Somehow, 50 acquired a sex tape featuring Rick Ross's baby mama. In true 50 fashion, he put that ass on blast. Poor Ricky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed wmode="opaque" src="http://static.ning.com/thisissabrinassin/widgets/video/flvplayer/flvplayer.swf?v=3.14.3%3A17089" FlashVars="config=http%3A%2F%2Fthisissabrinassin.ning.com%2Fvideo%2Fvideo%2FshowPlayerConfig%3Fid%3D2929312%253AVideo%253A1883%26ck%3D1761257453&amp;amp;video_smoothing=on&amp;amp;autoplay=off" width="448" height="364" bgColor="#121212" scale="noscale" allowScriptAccess="always" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://thisissabrinassin.ning.com/video/video"&gt;Find more videos like this on &lt;em&gt;Sabrina's Sin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-6258486431007196921?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/6258486431007196921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=6258486431007196921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/6258486431007196921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/6258486431007196921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/03/bad.html' title='Bad.'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-318280488337132166</id><published>2009-03-13T03:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T03:38:45.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So True..</title><content type='html'>Asa the Comic knocks it out of the park again. This is soo telling about how technologically saavy little kids are. Check this out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/D7nB5V9Gb6U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/D7nB5V9Gb6U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-318280488337132166?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/318280488337132166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=318280488337132166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/318280488337132166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/318280488337132166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-true.html' title='So True..'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-7563514043014521757</id><published>2009-03-12T15:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T15:23:52.125-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter</title><content type='html'>So okay. I don't really know how this works but follow me on Twitter. @urbanel0quence. =] thanks guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-7563514043014521757?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/7563514043014521757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=7563514043014521757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/7563514043014521757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/7563514043014521757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/03/twitter.html' title='Twitter'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-7705925515508284428</id><published>2009-03-11T13:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:08:12.511-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Love of Ray J? For the love of Christ..</title><content type='html'>This show is ridiculous but I can't stop watching! Why are you doing this to me Vh1?! Shows like this are so dumb but I can't keep away. I must say though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Ray J has the prettiest girls of all the shows. just saying..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-7705925515508284428?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/7705925515508284428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=7705925515508284428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/7705925515508284428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/7705925515508284428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-love-of-ray-j-for-love-of-christ.html' title='For the Love of Ray J? For the love of Christ..'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-3372070397215734763</id><published>2009-03-10T02:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T02:51:47.629-04:00</updated><title type='text'>America's Best Dance Crew</title><content type='html'>I was soooo addicted to this SHOW!  The fact that the Beat Freakz didn't win upset me but it was still a great season. Here's the finale:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/BuzTByIoo7c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/BuzTByIoo7c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-3372070397215734763?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/3372070397215734763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=3372070397215734763' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/3372070397215734763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/3372070397215734763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/03/americas-best-dance-crew.html' title='America&apos;s Best Dance Crew'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-338572469052751681</id><published>2009-03-08T14:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T14:34:34.757-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She's going to KILL me..</title><content type='html'>How can I have a blog about YouTube talent without putting my best friend on here. She kills the game every time she opens her mouth: to sing OR speak. I'm convinced that she should be famous already. The world is a cold unfair place. She is the shit and a half and she is sooo modest about it. I love her. She's legit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/pAz-h3m7i64&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/pAz-h3m7i64&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/iVB0PPfSHTU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/iVB0PPfSHTU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you need to book a show, call me. jk.&lt;br /&gt;(OMG! GRACIELA DON'T KILL ME PLEASE! I LOVE YOU! &lt;333 )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-338572469052751681?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/338572469052751681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=338572469052751681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/338572469052751681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/338572469052751681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/03/shes-going-to-kill-me.html' title='She&apos;s going to KILL me..'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-5098508183065165142</id><published>2009-03-07T21:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T21:58:41.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt; It's been a long time.. I shouldn't have left you.. without a dope blog to read through..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm back with some fire because quite frankly.. I'm sick of Chris Brown and Rihanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Right to Dream by Mariah Carey is my shit.. I'm a big fan anyway but this song in particular is just a little different than we're used to. You go Mariah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="284"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/o7mhZ9mM3pM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/o7mhZ9mM3pM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="284"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-5098508183065165142?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/5098508183065165142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=5098508183065165142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/5098508183065165142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/5098508183065165142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-6572829836843632015</id><published>2009-02-26T16:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T16:34:41.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoooa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Was Rihanna Pregnant?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So according to Star Magazine, Rihanna may have been pregnant before the beating. Ruh Roh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.starmagazine.com/rihanna_pregnant/news/15273&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-6572829836843632015?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/6572829836843632015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=6572829836843632015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/6572829836843632015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/6572829836843632015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/02/whoooa.html' title='Whoooa.'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-931540692835935903</id><published>2009-02-26T16:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T16:24:48.101-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Rihanna's Fault?</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Bossip just received the real story of Chris Brown and Rihanna’s fight from a highly placed source in the Chris Brown legal camp:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    They were in the car leaving the Clive Davis party. While Chris was driving, he got a phone call from a young lady. Our source tells us that Rihanna knew that Chris had been messing around with this particular girl and she has, as of late, been the reason for many of their heated arguments. Rihanna got a glimpse of the phone, saw the name and number and immediately recognized who it was. She went ballistic and began to “beat the sh*t” out of Chris (while driving). She was so uncontrollable, that Chris began to fight back in self defense, which ensued the fight. Rihanna’s rage stemmed from Chris’ questionable fidelity in the last few months. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So was is self defense or is he a woman beater? I guess there are two sides to every story. Still, he beat her pretty badly. In the words of a good male friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I believe in gender equality! If a woman hits you, you should hit her back but harder... so she knows not to do it next time.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-931540692835935903?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/931540692835935903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=931540692835935903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/931540692835935903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/931540692835935903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-rihannas-fault.html' title='All Rihanna&apos;s Fault?'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-4767890900886535584</id><published>2009-02-25T19:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T19:06:37.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love College</title><content type='html'>This is the official I Love College video from Asher Roth. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/43pkqeamXe8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/43pkqeamXe8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-4767890900886535584?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/4767890900886535584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=4767890900886535584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/4767890900886535584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/4767890900886535584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-college.html' title='I Love College'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1283160425609972991.post-8900288536665236235</id><published>2009-02-25T05:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T06:01:04.638-05:00</updated><title type='text'>David After Dentist</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/txqiwrbYGrs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/txqiwrbYGrs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO! &lt;i&gt;Is this real liiife?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1283160425609972991-8900288536665236235?l=urbaneloquence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/feeds/8900288536665236235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1283160425609972991&amp;postID=8900288536665236235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8900288536665236235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1283160425609972991/posts/default/8900288536665236235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urbaneloquence.blogspot.com/2009/02/david-after-dentist.html' title='David After Dentist'/><author><name>Kid Fresca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07805144678180828888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vkogxDjeHAw/SZW5pR49MTI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rjiz7kXYWp0/S220/n522797423_1416577_7231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
