Deep Throat from the Dirty South

I love the show Intervention on A&E. Camera crews follow addicts and wait for them to get the shakes or shank a ho. When they hit rock bottom the family Debos them during a "come to Jesus"in a Howard Johnson's. The addict then chooses to continue to suck dick for dollars or jump on a Southwest flight to a Florida rehab. Well if this next story is true, I think it's time for A&E to pay a little visit to TaMANka Foster Raymond because she's apparently addicted to doing hoodrat stuff lately like keying cars, posing with dried lip rappers and stepping in the name of love. The editor of Hip Hossip in Toronto claims Usher's old Duvet cover left a dirty message on her answering machine. Tameka reportedly felt the blogger talked smack about her. The blogger played the phone message for some industry biggies who confirmed the identity of Deep Throat from the Dirty South. Desperation is never a good look. You can't be all India Arie one day writting quotes and proverbs for Essence then Remy-ma-ing the next. Pick a spirit and stay with it! Be fab Meek, that's the best revenge.