But I know ya’ll wanted that 808, can you feel that B-A-S-S bass.

And the parody below is, well, just freakin' watch the clip:

*Dedicated to Erika

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Rey Valdez was in the middle of a divorce years ago when his first wife told him she was pregnant. He wound up paying $300 a month in child support for his young son, but when the boy was a teenager, Valdez got an anonymous call. “I got a phone call, and I was told that, ‘You need to look at who really is father of [the child] because you are not,’ and that angered me. I mean, how dare they?”

Confused and concerned after the call, he bought a DNA test. The results showed Valdez was not the boy’s father. “It wasn’t right,” said Valdez, “I just couldn’t believe something like this could happen.” He went back to court and the judge ordered the Attorney General’s Child Support office to do a DNA test. That office got the same result, that Valdez is not the biological father.

Despite those results, the judge ordered Valdez to keep paying child support. So far, he estimates he’s shelled out about $18,000 to his ex-wife for the boy. Valdez said, “It’s money that could go to my children, my wife, myself, but I’m still paying it, cause the law tells me to.”

The law in Texas says a father only has four years to challenge paternity. If they find out after four years that they are not the father, like Rey Valdez, the law says they are still the parent and still required to pay child support.

State Representative Harold Dutton has tried to pass paternity fraud legislation that would allow a father the right to challenge paternity with a DNA test at any time. Until this is changed the state of Texas is participating in fraud. In this case, the state of Texas supports a total lack of morality on the part Valdez's ex-wife.

“We have to fix it so the person paying child support is actually the father, and whatever we have to do to fix that, that’s what I think we have to do,” said Dutton. His bill hasn’t passed because he says the Attorney Generals office, which collects child support, opposes it.

The AG’s office denies Dutton's statement. We wanted to ask Attorney General Greg Abbott about paternity fraud, but we only got this statement:

“The Office of the Attorney General is obligated to follow the law. We must honor court orders that establish paternity and require the payment of child support. Our staff always encourages men to obtain paternity testing when it is a legal option.” Men in Texas know better. This writer knows many men in Texas stuck in this very position because of immoral wives. Essentially, the state supports immorality and fraud in the name of children's rights.

Representative Dutton said he’ll file his bill again next year, but he said he needs your help. You can contact your state representative and senator and tell them to support the change. Spread the Word. Eliminate unconstitutional laws. While you are at it, write your lawmaker about the Bradley Amendment and get it repealed in the name of America.

I would definitely get around, Tupac style. I would "see" a lot of women. And by see, I mean try to bang the holy hell out of as many skanks as possible. The key is how to disengage without having a psycho following you around. I want to be able to go from this stage where I have totally devastated the box, (notice the look of satisfaction from a job well done) to a stage where I am on the prowl and don't have to look over my shoulder for the next person trying to kill me.

Actually, it would be more like this than worrying about someone trying to kill me

The reason for these thoughts is MJ. No, not Michael Jackson (insert funny quip about there not being any male kids in the picture… you know a thousand of them, you do not need me to give you any ammo for the final punchline.) Michael Jordan has been fighting to clear his name. We joke about kids, because, well it's funny…I joke because I have one. But, joke about kids to Michael Jordan, and he will probably give you the gas face.

Wrap that shit up B! Wrap it UP!

Definition of a jump-off

1. A casual sexual partner or a girlfriend
2. A woman of dubious sexual practices

Michael Jordan has a jump-off. Probably MJ has several jump-offs. This entry just of easily could have been titled, "When JUMP-OFFS go BAD" One of MJ's jumpoffs is a woman of dubious sexual practices… Her name is Lisa Miceli. I know that she is of dubious sexual practices because she is convinced that MJ is the father of her child.

Now, there is no one that is contesting that MJ beat up the coochie of this tramp. But, I think that he might have beaten it up too well, if that is possible. Now, here is where the term jump-off comes more into light. Lisa Miceli really believes that MJ is the one and only possible father.

Here is a taste of her blog...

IF MJ DOES NOT WANT A PATERNITY ACTION FILED ON HIM.... then do not have unprotected sex with a woman that is not your wife..... but do not attack me and defame me foor exercising my legal rights..... FOR YEARS!!!! LOSS OF INCOME AND QUALITY OF LIFE.

Michael Jordan took his vows with his wife... I will happily file rape charges on MJ.. if that makes Juanita Jordan happy and the community happy.

But, to defame me in my career and in the press for exercing my legal rights is crazy... on the part of Fred Sperling, Ed Hathaway, Bernadette DeVore and others... I do not pay for defamation.... PERIOD

In the third case, that was settled this week ( leave him alone crazy woman) she defended herself, which harkens back to the old adage that describes a person who represents himself at trial: "He has a fool for a client. I aint making this up. This is what people say. Life is too easy sometimes, when looking for humor.

Technology is a great thing. It has helped men who were wrongly accused get out of prison after 25 years; it has convicted guys that have gotten off scot free. Technology should have gotten MJ off the hook. Lisa claims that after their hot and heavy romance that MJ was going to leave his wife.

After the third test, MJ must have been thinking, leave me alone. Once the final test was in, the judge ruled that Lisa should not have any more contact with MJ. I mean, I don't know what she was expecting, if the first two tests came back negative. You have to come to the realization, that yes, you were someone else's cumdumpster. They used your box, and you let them hit it hatless. All the while, you attempt to convict an innocent man with paper to support your lifestyle. You might want to spend some time finding out who the REAL father of your child is. Who else did you let hit it hatless?

You wonder why MJ looks like "Lord, help me get this crazy hoe outta my life! I don't know what else to do!"

Let me help you out MJ. You could certainly give me hoop lessons, but let me give you some life lessons .

1. Keep the pimphand strong
2. Make sure that before you lay out the pimp hand, you say the Pimps Prayer, which is a prayer said before striking a trifling bitch or hoe who has stepped out of line.
3. Let us Pray the Pimp's Prayer. Lord, please pray for the soul of this bitch and guide my pimp hand and make it strong Lord, so that she might learn a hoe's place.
4. Wear a hat, and then wear another. If the chick allows you to hit it hatless, then you have to be wary ( Thanks to Chris for this advice)

1. Don't pull a Rae Carruth. Just pay whatever it takes, or find a hitman that doesn't talk about it, or go back on a deal.
2. Have good legal counsel. There will never be one like OJ's, but put one together. I think that I could muster up a good one from the WCL legal defense team.

   

   If she ever (and yes, I am talking about Lisa, the oft misunderstood victim of MJ's manipulation, mistreatment of the box and his "tool") decides to "settle down" with just one man, I am willing to kick in for her dress…

   

   You can't hit all the shots, but you can rebound the missed shot and keep it movin'…

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Okay sneaker heads, the god of the basketball has a bit of a stalker on his hands. Michael Jordan is fighting off charges from a woman who is claiming that he fathered her child though he has passed two paternity tests thus far. We all know some of our greatest heroes have had these type of things pop up before but it seems that MJ is right in this case.

Source : AP/Breitbart

ERIE, Pa. (AP) - A woman who claims Michael Jordan fathered her child wants the former NBA star to submit to a third paternity test.
Lisa Miceli also is asking a judge to lift a temporary restraining order imposed after Jordan filed a harassment suit against her.

Miceli, 35, of Meadville, claims Jordan fathered her 4-year-old son, but Jordan's lawsuit says a pair of 2005 paternity tests rule him out as the boy's father.

Jordan's attorney Frederick J. Sperling participated in a hearing by phone Friday, denying Miceli's claims that the restraining order prevents her from negotiating a child-support agreement settlement with Jordan.

"There is not going to be a settlement," Sperling told Crawford County Judge Gordon Miller. "Mr. Jordan is not the father of her child, and we're not going to engage in any discussions on that."

Miller did not immediately rule on Miceli's request for a third test.

Sperling declined to comment Saturday when contacted by The Associated Press, saying the response he filed "speaks for us."

That response says Jordan consented to the second paternity test on the condition that Miceli have no contact with him if he was ruled out as the child's father. The second genetic test did just that, the response said.

I hope you’ll pardon me the crude talk.  But what’s beneath all this is even cruder, when it comes to politics.

Because politicians never actually lead; they only reflect.  It’s not just that “all government is by consent of the governed.”  It’s more that all governments are the governed.

When Spartans stopped being Spartan, Sparta was no more.  When the America of our founders ceased to be American as defined by the founders, that America was no more.  That happened about a hundred years ago.

I’ll not bore you with the details (unless you ask, or even look as though you might be about to ask).  And I’ll not now start quoting the founders on morality, Christian society, and so on.

But it is critical to mention the Rule of Law as opposed to the Rule of Tyrants. 

We have become so degenerate – we have devolved so far back to our primordial default, that even the idea that politicians must obey constitutional limits as written seems foreign to us.

Sad, but not historically unusual or surprising.  The power-mad do not want limits on their power, do they?  So authoritarianism and societal collapse is in fact what always happens sooner or later.  I’d hoped for later.

I’m not fooling myself about my personal odds in the upcoming election.  We are a nation, after all, that cries for change and votes for incumbents essentially every time (over 98%).  We fall ever-more in debt yet clamor for more and more cheap stuff into which we pour more money, more time, more work, more debt.  We know everything about sports and celebrities, but nothing about those who take our money, print up more, make up the rules of our lives, and, more and more often these days, kill us for their own purposes and power.  We put our hand on our hearts and reverentially promise to obey a flag, but we’ve never even read the constitutions that once defined our social and legal fabric.

Oh, and apparently, we don’t know who knocked us up.

No, I’m not fooling myself.  The incumbent will win by a comfortable margin, as always, and we’ll tumble into failure, just as all such foolish and corrupt people do.

And yet I do hope.  I pray.  I pray a lot that we’ll stop at this brink and turn around.  And so I’m running for the constitutional office of “cop of the Indiana Constitution,” Indiana Governor.  I’m offering to be the first one of those in a hundred years.  All I can do is present the offer; voters (and non-voters) will choose.

Because elections aren’t about candidates at all.  They’re about those who’re choosing.  And our choices have been pretty awful lately.

 Nowadays with new inventions springing up all over the place, it is becoming more and more rare that an invention has the ability to truly change lives. What is this invention? Well Maury Povich won't like the effect it may have on his ratings because paternity tests are now available over the counter.

The Identigene kit includes swabs for collecting cell samples from the inside of the cheeks of the child and the alleged father. Collection of the mother's cells is optional, but strongly recommended to strengthen the results. The swabs are then packaged and mailed to the Sorenson laboratory in Salt Lake City where they're analyzed.

No prescription is needed. The kits can be found at CVS and Rite Aid stores. The kit is only $29.99. But with a laboratory processing fee of $119, the total is approximately $150.

Link: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/23814032

~ JaySwiffa

Why?

There's a new, do-it-yourself DNA paternity test that is being sold in drug stores throughout the country.  (see article)

The entire kit (included lab processing) costs about $150, and results come back with 98-99% accuracy.

Anybody nervous???

Seriously, what impact, if any, do you think selling do-it-yourself paternity tests will have on those you know?

Right then. So, today will probably be a reasonably uneventful day as we have no great celebrity happenings which have caught my eye, and with which I might distract myself and everyone else from the random boredness of my own life.  Normal service is resumed, which is a shame really as I got my greatest blogging day ever yesterday, thanks to, and I'm amazed to say it, teeny handed Jezza.  Mind boggling eh?  140 people, most of whom wanted to find out about the Beadlemeister.  Who could have known he was so popular?

Now, I am brewing an idea where I randomly throw things into the mix that I think my audience might be interested in and then monitor the stats for confirmation or otherwise.  I mentioned this briefly before, as a way to garner information for my magnum opus (or should it be opus magnum? I'm never entirely sure.) to ensure that it will be a best seller.  This brought forth the amazements of Celine and her nude death.  Now we have Jezza as well.  So, the protagonists are shaping up nicely.  Here's my thoughts on the plot so far.

I am playing with the idea of the bastard love child of Celine and Jezza.  Let's say that Celine had a night of passion, a wayward fling way back in 1985 during a power cut at a particularly frenzied Christmas party.  She was celebrating the release of 'My Heart Will Go On version o.3' (the extended pre-release acid jazz version.  It languished in the bargain bin at Woolworths for many years until Kate Winslet picked it up and had a brainwave.) at her London record company.  It was late, she was lonely, she had had one too many babychams and Jezza had seized his chance (he was there to pitch the idea of a novelty record.  A re-recording of Motorhead's 'The Ace of Spades' as a duet between him and the famous glockenspiel player Patrick Moore.  Sadly, it never came to pass). 

It was late, it was dark, Celine was already feeling pretty weird as she had accidentally put both contact lenses in the same eye, and wondered why she kept falling over.  After several brandy and Babychams with gin chasers she just didn't care.  She didn't remember a thing the day afterwards, thanks to a stonking headache and the fact that the office photocopier had melted her hair extensions and she had a nasty weave burn to contend with.  Her mind, shall we say, was on other things. 

Jezza was jubilant but slightly shamefaced.  Celine after all, is French Canadian and liable to ridicule.  He had enough to contend with being 'the curly haired idiot with the weeny hand off the telly.'  At that time in his life he couldn't cope with any more pressure.  He was just about to be replaced by Lisa Dingle on You've Been Framed and things weren't going well.  He opted for a discreet silence with the idea he could always sell his story to the papers if he got as desperate as Timmy Mallett.  He had already been featured in Hello Magazine with his perspex bath full of goldfish, and was worried that he might be cursed.  He moved on with his life.

Nine months later Celine gave birth to a tiny, dark haired child with an impish grin.  She herself had been unaware that she was pregnant.  She was one of those sickeningly skinny women, and had only put on three ounces during the pregnancy, which she put down to eating a packet of those weird salty fish biscuits they give you on long haul air flights.  She had by then entirely forgotten her night of passion with Jeremy, the only lasting reminder being a tiny trumpet shaped bruise on her left buttock which she sustained when falling on a defunct brass section in the Parlaphone lost property cupboard.  She just thought it was a sign that she should give up the acid jazz.

She decided to keep the child, but in secrecy.  She couldn't face the shame of being a single parent.  She didn't like the new Bill Amberg leather papoose's that were all the rage.  She felt that they wouldn't give her the gravitas she craved, and frankly she couldn't keep her arms still long enough to put one on successfully.  It was all too difficult to contemplate.

She bought the island which was later to become Celination, her own private country (she had a flag made, tartan with Cath Kidston Floral highlights and a hint of beige.  Tasteful as ever), and built the child a secure underground home, complete with a miniature recording studio and bandstand (modelled on the one in Trumpton).  She christened him Geoff, hired him a firm Mary Poppins style nanny complete with carpet bag and parrot handled umbrella, paid for a lifetime of music lessons with Andre Previn (Eric Morecombe was unavailable.)  and gave him her entire back catalogue on CD, before heading back into the world to seek fame and fortune. 

She knew she loved Geoff, but music was her passion and would not be denied.  She started putting money into a box every time she said, 'merde' or 'zut alors', saving for the day she would have to pay for Geoff's therapy when he worked out that he was effectively an orphan to music.  She lived with the guilt of his abandonment and put it into her music.  It accounts for the strangled warbling sensation of her finest musical oeuvre.

Throughout his life she would visit him sporadically, amazed by his total musical idiocy and despairing of his need to play elaborate and crazy pranks on everyone.  She could not understand how he could be so English.  She indulged him with twenty four hour cable reruns of Mr. Bean, but it didn't help.  Things just got worse and worse.  She went through twenty six nannies, forty eight tutors and twelve Andre Previns before Geoff reached his majority. 

By this time she had also had him in for a psychiatric evaluation and it was explained that he was a sufferer of that rarest of complaints, 'office joker's syndrome'.  If it had been caught early it was curable, but due to his years of isolation in the underground bunker it was now too advanced to stop.  The psychiatrist believed that eventually it would kill him, probably when someone got bored of his inane pranks and shot him.  Celine retorted that she had never been in an office in her life, but when pushed the repressed memory of her night of passion with Jezza came flooding back and she was filled with a strange sense of shame and foreboding.

She decided that the only decent thing to do was to get Geoff a job as head of HR at the world's biggest salmon exporters in Toronto, and contact Jeremy to discuss a paternity test.  Jeremy was at this time, too unwell to respond and unfortunately passed away before Geoff could claim his true heritage.  This, coupled with the news of his imminent sacking for making the entire HR department come to work dressed as great figures from the world of silent comedy, meant that Geoff was plunged into a dark and hideous depression where he bandaged one of his hands in the hope that it would shrink like a Chinese lady's foot, and give him a lasting reminder of his much missed and entirely absent father.  In a cruel reprimand to his mother, he started an 'I hate French Canadians' Society' on Facebook, and deliberately sticks two cotton buds into his ears, rendering him deaf and insensible to the world of music.

Our story starts as he abandons his underground layer, comes to London and opens a shop: 'Jokes u Like', as an homage to his father while Celine pours out her repressed anguish in a multi award winning triple platinum double CD entitled: The tragedy of the merry prankster'.  Will they ever be reconciled?

So, what do you think?  It impresses the hell out of me...

I know it needs a bit of work, but the bones are there.  It could be huge.  I need a few more characters, which no doubt you will help me test out over the coming weeks and months.  I'm thinking of casting Gillian McKeith as an evil villainess somewhere along the line, and I really need a love interest for Geoff who will save him from a life of misery and impending deformity, but I just don't know who it's going to be yet.

It could be Britney Spears of course, who is indeed fair game for anyone wanting a larger than life mentalist to write about.  The problem is that Britters is her own worst enemy.  Nobody could write more bizarre and outrageous things about her than is already true of her life.  This renders her quite boring as a literary character with a lot of scope.  I have to say however, that I always knew the trailer trash in Britney would rise to the surface eventually.  You only had to look at the size of her thighs and the fact that she chose to go to her own wedding in a velour tracksuit with a slogan on the arse to know it wouldn't be too long before it all went the way of the pear.  You didn't need Mystic Meg, or Claire Rayner to tell you that.  It has been a done deal since day one. It's just a miracle to me that she's hung on this long before going Snooker Loopy.

Well, for a woman who wasn't going to write a sleb type blog today I've not really managed to keep to my brief have I?  Mind you, what have I done today of note?  There's the question...

I went to the dentist this morning. I was dreading it.  I hate going, and I hate the fact that they gouge you for every penny for the privilege of going.  I nearly chickened out, but I missed my last check up due to the fact that I had to take Tallulah to the hospital for eight hours of randomly inconclusive tests instead.  I weighed things up.  At least the dentist was better than the A&E department at the Royal.  I went.  Luckily there was nothing to be done apart from to sit their with sweaty palms while a man charged me seventy pounds to stick a load of sharpened cutlery down my throat.

During my time in the dentist's chair I had another little thought about Jezza.  I expect this will keep happening until the shock of his demise wears off a bit.  I shall probably spot him on the school run tomorrow.  Believe me, you'll be the first to know if I do.  Anyway, as I was in the chair I remember a friend of mine at Uni telling me that the reason that Jezza had a tiny hand was because he used to be a dentist, and one day when he put his hand in someone's mouth to do something dentisty, the patient bit his hand, and their germs were so virulent it caused his hand to wither!  How cool is that?

I was very impressed by this story until the day, many years later, when I realised that it was complete and utter bollocks.  Bollocks of the finest, grade A quality mind you.  I don't mind being scammed too much when the bullshit is of such fantastic material mind you.  I remember once telling a friend of mine that a bloke we knew who went everywhere barefoot was able to walk across sharp gravel without wincing because he had had the soles of his feet varnished.  I thought she would know I was lying through my teeth.  Three years later she hit me, when we were talking about it and I said what a great joke it was, and found out that she had believed me all along!  Awesome.

Damn, he looks happy now, but you know this isn't gonna work out, right?  Everybody has a boy like Eddie.  You know, a cat that just can't get along without a girl on his arm.  Eddie just takes it further than the rest.  I mean, check this timeline.  Eddie just got divorced in April of 2006 after sixteen years and four kids from his wife Nicole.

Now Nicole always had body, especially after four kids, and I know she was supposedly some kind of a model, but that grill-piece was always kinda suspect to me.  She's all angles.  Right now, the angle she's working is juicing Eddie for alimony and child support while kicking it with Michael "good for getting jacked for his loot" Strahan.

So Eddie gets the divorce finalized and gets married to Tracey a year and a half later.  All by itself that is a little aggressive.  Let's not forget this little fact though.

I see you Ed-diiiiiieeee.  Nice one.  Yeah, somewhere in the last year and a half Eddie got with, impregnated, broke up with, had a baby with, said "It wadden't me", failed a paternity test (unlike this guy), and ignored Mel B and his child.  Eddie must have that Holyfield level fertility.

So let's get the math right.  Eddie has to cover Nicole and the four kids.  Mel B is sure to get some child support any day now, and now he is married to Tracey...who has two kids from Babyface.

I wonder if she left him over that shirt.  If she didn't, she should have.  Let's not forget that Babyface cheated on Tracey back in the day and had to write "Never Keeping Secrets" to get her back.  Hot make up song though.

Back to Eddie.  Homey, how are you going to support all of these people?

Damn man, I don't know either.  That questionable look in Eddie's eye reminds me, Eddie has had some issues in his past.  You can definitely get a line on his type of woman.  Nicole, Mel, Tracey...all light skinned, tall, stay in the limelight and around famous men.  I see your game Eddie.  But there are a few others:

Michael Jackson has tall and light skinned covered.  Hmmmmmmm.  This picture is my evidence that something ain't right.  Let me tell you something, if Jacko ever got that close to me...that cat is getting straight punched in the chin implant.  Then there is this:

That young lady...errrrrrrrr...dude is the tranny that Eddie just wanted to give a ride out of West Hollywood a few years ago.  Let me get my checklist:

Light skinned: check

Tall: check

Like rich, famous people: got with Eddie - check.

Yeah, Eddie was trying to give her a ride all right.

So Tracey, a piece of advice.  Don't go anywhere close to Eddie's junk unless you are ready to join Halle Berry, Christina Aguilera, and Jessica Alba in pregnancy.  When Eddie starts trippin' in 2013, take it from Umfufu.  Get your half.

Half of whatever is left that is.

-Brock

Unless you were under a rock this year, you likely know that Melanie Brown (Spice Girls and Dancing With The Stars) had Eddie Murphy's baby.  Eddie refused to acknowledge that he was the baby daddy, Mel B. took him to court and put him through a DNA paternity test.  And, surprise, surprise, Eddie is the baby's daddy.

Query: Was Eddie reluctant to acknowledge paternity becaue he didn't want to pay child support or because he was embarrassed that he had sperminated a Spice Girl?

Below is our first video of the day that personifies this special year in review -- Larry Birkhead's announcement that he is Dannielynn's father and that he "told [us] so."

In today's era of science and out-of-wedlock births, paternity cases are primarily resolved through DNA testing.  Most courts find the results to be conclusive in resolving issues about who is the baby daddy.

Query: Do we think Anna Nicole knew who the father was?

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I admit it. The above photo may be offensive to some people, but I've never backed away from controversy before so why start now? But when you really think about it, the photo's accurate. The bible tells us that the conception of Jesus was immaculate, so therefore, Joseph wasn't really the father. Every good christian already knows that. Maury would have had no problem convincing Mary and Joseph, but that's more than I can say about some of the female guests who've been featured on the Maury Show.

Maury must have a full-time DNA professional on staff, because every other episode is about paternity tests. What amazes me is the mother featured has several men to choose from when trying to establish paternity. Has she had sex with so many men at the same time that she actually has no idea who her child's father is? And does Maury really expect us to care? What does it matter to me which moron is the father of some slut's baby? Maury...come on...give us something original  to watch here. You've overdone the "Who's The Baby-Daddy" scenerio by now. If I cared enough to speculate on who's the father of who's children I would only need to look around my own town.

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