An Interview with a Groupie Possum: Meet Kat Stacks

So I don't know how many of you out there read the gossip blogs or the hip-hop blogs but I peruse them when i'm supposed to be doing schoolwork on occasion. If you been to one of the many I'm sure you've heard about Kat Stacks. My fascination with the groupie kinda began when I was in a book buying mood and bought Confessions of a Video Hoefessional Vixen. Surprisingly that book had a lot of good value aside from the juicy sexcapades with celebrities.  Reading the book really made me want to get inside these groupies' head. I really want to know what they're thinking. See I found Karrine Steffans to be so fascinating because she looked so damn good. Truthfully, if she came up to me in the club I'd be putty in her mouth hands. Any dude that says he wouldn't smash her obviously doesn't like women, or is a "celibate" priest in which case, it's possible he prefers little boys, which i guess is more tragic. But whatever, not my place.  So Superhead got a lot of fame off of her book. Did some porn (if you haven't seen it i strongly urge you to check it out! "Superhead vs Mr. Marcus" google it. She's giving a CLINIC on fellatio! Trust me ladies, your man will love you forever! Oh you don't have a man? That's probably why!)  But anyway I saw a lil TV one special on her and it only increased my fascination. I"m so fascinated with her that my first car (the raggedy blue beamer) was named Superhead since day one...looks good but really ain't worth a damn.

Nowadays there's this new groupie chick out named Kat Stacks. She's the exact opposite of superhead.  Yet i find her to be so fascinating. She's right up there with my interest in the perpetual baby mommas. So I decided to interview her for my blog. She was kind enough to grant me an interview. Check it out below:

J-Full: Hello, Kat Stacks, how are you this evening?
Kat Stacks: It's Kat Stacks biiiiiiitch!

JF: (frowns visibly) So I hear you're in town (she thinks i live in Atlanta full-time) hosting a party, could you tell the readers a little more about it.
KS: Yea...um basically niggas be blowing up my manager tryna get me to come out and what not tryna blow they spot up. Make it poppin

JF: (Ignores the fact that she has a "manager" muthaf*cka for what?!?! ) Speaking of making shit poppin, there are those that say rappers use you for publicity
KS: I don't give a fuck! I'M KAT STACKS BEEEIIIITCH these niggas fly me in town tryna fuck. They know ima put they shit on blast but they still fall asleep around me! So maybe they using me but i'm using them!

JF: well while we're adressing rumors, what's the deal with you and soulja boy?
KS: He's a cokehead yo!

JF: Did you do cocaine with him?
KS: He's a cokehead!

JF: That wasn't the question...
KS: (visibly confused) Can you repeat that?

JF: Nevermind moving right along. Why are you on twitter tryna to bone Carmelo, don't you know he's married?
KS: That nigga was blowing up my DM tryna get me fuck him!

JF: but he said he'd pay $5k to whoever slaps the shit outta you. I think he was being literal...
KS: what dat mean! I dropped outta high school beeeeitch! Anyway he ain't say that shit he got hacked!

JF: I heard you were gonna file a lawsuit. Who are your lawyers?
KS: Some folks I seent on a commercial during Maury!

JF: Speaking of Maury, I heard you have a 9 month old baby, who's the father?
KS: Sheeeit I don't know. I be gettin it IN. (cackles)

JF: Alright...moving right along...let's play a little word association
KS: ???

JF: basically I'm going to say a phrase and you tell me the first thought that comes to your mind? ready
KS: aiiiiight!

JF: Superhead
KS: She a hoe!

JF: Hotdog in a hallway
KS: My pussy beeeitch (cackles)!

JF: A possum
KS: Kat STACKS BEEEEITCH!

JF: Lastly, I wanted to ask your feelings on Superhead. Are you jealous of the success she's achieved, while you're out suckin and fuckin low budget rappers?
KS: Nigga i'm internashunul!

JF: So what do you want to gain outta all this? What's the point of "exposing" all these celebrities nobody gives a shit about anyway?
KS: They just be making me mad so i get them back.

JF: What do they do?
KS: Ignore my calls and texts

JF: But you're a groupie hoe! not to mention you ain't even tight!
KS: I'M NOT A HOE!

JF: you just put out a video saying Jim Jones paid $800 dollars to smash!!! That ain't even got no commas in it. Not to mention he's a dirty nigga. You basically fucked a homeless man for 800 bucks. (clearly getting dumber by the moment)
KS: That don't make me a hoe!


JF: but you fucking for money and fame. At least Montana Fishburne's limited edition cheetah print ass cheeks got $50k outta the deal. What do you have to show for it?
KS: Listen nigga I don't need this shit! I'm KAT STACKS BEEEITCH  (Storms off)


Clearly this was a fake interview. But all jokes aside this woman needs help. The sad thing is there's somebody's daughter out there that looks up to her. I was on her site (had the antivirus on extra alert, wasn't tryna get computer AIDS) and it seems as if she's gloating about having mental health issues and attempting suicide. The sad thing is that I don't think she even thinks her lifestyle is a mental health issue in and of itself.  I don't condone violence against women and she was already assaulted on video by some goons of BowWow. So now she's taking a stand against violence against women. That's noble of her I guess. My guess is she doesn't see the violence she's committing against her own body, but whatever. According to twitter she's filing a police report against Carmelo Anthony. So we'll see how that stuff turns out. If groupie possums are you thing you can check her out on Twitter at @ihatekatstacks or on her site Kat-stacks.net If you're against dating violence check out DoSomething.org Unfortunately I don't know any site for interventions for aspiring celebutantes/groupies/hoefessionals but if I stumble upon something I'll be sure to let yall know. 


J-Full

The Wheels Fell OFF!

I'm sure if you follow me on twitter you've heard about my terrible golf weekend.  It was so bad that I couldn't help but blog about it. It was comically bad. I couldn't even believe that I was hitting these shots. So with no further adieu I present, the weekend from hell!

So I decided this year to play in the Ithaca city golf tournament. I'd never played in a golf tourney before but I heard it was a lot of fun and relatively cheap to enter. So I did. I didn't expect to win because after all I'd only been playing golf since 2008 and unfortunately I'm not a golf prodigy.

But I should've known it was gonna be a bad weekend the moment I got to the golf course. I had been out partying the night before and it's possible that I was still drunk when I arrived. Not entirely sure though. I was nervous but excited. I walk inside to pay my entry fee and there's some white guys talking about Tiger Woods. One of the guys says he doesn't like Tiger anymore. I was immediately on a level 9 of the anger meter. I asked him if it was because he cheated on his wife? The guy said yes, I said what the hell does that have to do with golf? He then said, I also think he used steroids. I said oh so because a man cheats on his wife he cheats at golf too? I paid and walked out. I wanted to kick his old ass in the shin.  So I was hungry and didn't tee off for another 15 minutes or so, so I got a breakfast sammich that was way too effing expensive.  I putted while i waited for my food. I went inside to eat. Came out and it was time to start. I was third on the tee. I was nervous and everybody was watching. So what do I do? I crush my drive right down the fairway (for you non-golfers fairway=good, rough=bad).  I had already made the most pressure shot of the day so I figured it was gonna be a good day. My next shot put me behind a tree. Normally I would've tried to go for the green but I played it safe. My 4th shot put me on the green about 25 feet from the hole. I reach in my bag for my putter, it wasn't there!!! I left it at the clubhouse when i was eating! At this point i was in full out panic mode. I couldn't believe how irresponsible I had been! I managed to 3 putt with a hybrid and get a double bogey-7. Needless to say that was the highlight of my day.  The next hole my tee shot went 90 degrees left...it was all downhill from there. I ended up posting the worst golf score of my life and definitely the worst score of the tournament. I was soooo embarrrassed. I'm not a great golfer but I'm certainly decent and can shoot under 100 most days.

In the name of brevity, i'll spare you most of the details of the next day. Basically I had to play the best guy in the terrible people division. He beat me 8 and and 6 (he was up 8 holes with only 6 holes left to play). I managed to play better and win or tie a few holes. But definitely not to the kinda golf that I'm used to. I was so angry at myself i went home and slept until 5. I couldn't let golf get the best of me so I went to the Cornell course and like magic my game was back together. I'd figured out what I had done wrong! Too bad it was a day late and a dollar short! -__-. I ended up shooting a 146 on saturday, including scores of at least 10 5 times. There was lots of club slamming, missed putts and obscenities flying through my head. But alas that's the nature of golf. The wheels can come off at any moment.  There's always next year. And next summer I'm gonna be wise and get lessons.  My golf buddy went from shooting mid 90s in april to breaking 80.  I'm trying to shoot under 90 before i get new clubs. It'll give me something to strive for. And if I never get it, I imagine my clubs will get broken on a tree pretty soon and I'll need new clubs anyway.

J-Full

God needs an e-mail address

If you know me personally or casually, you've probably heard me joke about God needing an e-mail address. I don't know about the rest of you but I'm always praying for things and just feeling like God never gives me an answer I can discern. But I've been praying for two things consistently for over a year and I'm glad has answered my prayers though one of them gave me more than I bargained for.

Backstory time!

So after my breakup in 2009, I seriously thought I'd never recover. I thought I couldn't possibly love someone as much as I once loved that woman. But one of my ex girlfriend's complaints was that I wasn't emotional/sensitive/loving enough.  So after the breakup was over and I was all cried out on the road to recovery, I prayed for God to soften my heart so that I can feel love more easily. Geez man I think he made it too soft! But i'm certainly grateful for the growth.

Fast forward to this summer I was crushing really hard on this young lady. So hard that it was borderline irrational, at least for someone like me.  I liked everything about this chick, she had dealbreaker habits but I would've been happy to deal with them if it meant having her.  At the same time I had started talking to another girl who was the exact opposite of girl 1. I liked her too but on a different kinda level. They both appealed to different parts of my personality. Girl 1 appealed to my adventurous and random side, girl 2 appealed to the side of me that wants to be a better Christian and not be so wild (although at times i felt we were had tooo little in common).

Anyway my feelings for girl 1 started to grow at a break-neck pace, it was almost too good to be true. So I started to pray for guidance. I didn't know which girl to pick.  One day girl 1 started acting strange and not returning my texts for days which was very uncharacteristic of her. Naturally I knew the deal, afterall I'd been here before. I immediately knew she had gotten back with her ex. I was certainly extra sad (if you've been following the blog over the summer I'm sure you noticed).  I couldn't fathom how she could passs up a man like me. But I put my faith in God, and prayed that if she wasn't the one He has for me that he take the feelings I had for her away.  In true God fashion, nothing happened. If anything I started to like her even more. At this point I'd gone waaaay past irrational.  She was somebody I really cared about as a friend, so at worst I wanted us to remain friends. But every time we talked i'd just get sad that she'd picked somebody else (a seemingly lesser candidate at that). So I just prayed harder and harder.

One night I couldn't sleep, I was tossing and turning all night. I was having the craziest dream. I dreamt that I was in the ocean trying to pick up Jellyfish. I think it was some kind of contest. Everybody else could pick up the Jellyfish except me.  Every time I'd try to pick it up I'd get stung.  So in my dream I'm asking myself, Jeremy why are you continuing to try to pick up the jellyfish, it's obviously hurting you. But then another part of me in my dream kept saying don't give up Jeremy. You don't want to lose this competition. Eventually I ended up giving up because I realized how stupid it was to keep trying to pick up something that kept hurting me.  I jumped up out of my dream in a cold sweat.  It was certainly a weird dream but it made perfect sense. I went back to sleep.

The next dream I had was about my youngest nephew. He was being given up for adoption because he was too bad. I knew he wasn't a bad kid but it was kinda outta my hands. So i'm talking to him at the adoption office and we're both crying and I just felt such great pain.  I knew exactly how he felt at the time. The pain I felt was that of not being good enough for someone, no matter how hard you tried it just wasn't enough. Again I woke myself from the dream because it was getting too intense. I lied in bed trying to figure out the dreams. They made perfect sense but just not on the surface. I prayed about it, turned on the tv, and just stared blankly at the screen for about half an hour. Then it hit me. It made perfect sense afterall.

If I wanted God to take away the feelings it doesn't make sense for me to continue to talk to the person who causes me pain (although I'm sure on her end it was unintentional, at least I hope). I was trying to compete for the love of someone who was just gonna keep hurting me. I felt that no matter how good I had been to her, in the end it wasn't enough, but it was truly out of my hands. I just had to give up. The best part about the dream that let's me know it was about this one person in particular, is her deathly fear of jellyfish, like she can't even look at a picture of a jellyfish without getting hysterically afraid. The lesson I learned from this whole experience was that if you pray for God to deliver you from something it makes absolutely no sense to keep putting yourself in the situation you need deliverance from.  Needless to say I promptly deleted her from my phone and facebook, not because I have ill feelings towards her (i certainly don't) but because i needed to make sure that no matter how weak I got I couldn't contact her if i wanted to.  And it's been almost a month and it's amazing how much better I feel about the whole situation. God truly answers prayers.

P.S. the other thing I prayed for greater discernment in regards to the answers to my prayers.

Write when you can't sleep...

I had a series of two nightmares and couldn't sleep...then i started thinking about some things and this is what came out:


I felt freedom once
Free to actually be me
To let my heart soar/sore
Like a bird over a meadow
Free to adore every part of you
And how it fit so perfectly with me
Freeing my heart from pain
I knew you had the key

the more I loved you, the more  it hurt
But I couldn't ignore the possibilities
Like how winter carelessly rolls into spring
and gracefully becomes summer
Autumn is inevitable,
but there's beauty in the pain
Things started to change
and come crashing down around me
I feel as if liberty was a lie
The winter's upon us
Failing to be free
Returning to captivity


J-Full

Delusions of Grandeur: "Deserve" in Dating

People always wanna tell me stuff, I guess they value my opinion, which certainly means a lot to me.  One of the things people are always telling me about is who they're going to marry, or rather what type of person. Or what they want in a partner. All of that stuff is cool until they use the "d" word: deserve.

It'll go something like this: I want to marry a dude like Barack Obama (or some other successful person)! I went to such and such fancy school, I'm pretty/handsome, I'm ambitious, blah blah blah...I deserve a man/woman like that.

"Pump ya breaks! Slow ya roll dude..." As my boy Bomani Jones always says, life ain't about what you deserve, it's about what you get (or some variant of it).  Sure we all have our preferences as it relates to a potential mate. But there isn't shit you deserve in the dating world except respect. That's because as a human being you deserve to be respected and should give respect. But somewhere in life mostly between college acceptance letters and degrees, people start thinking they deserve a certain type of person. You just better hope God, gives you what you ask for and that it's all you thought it would be.  And there's nothing you can do to "deserve" a blessing from God. Cuz we all know we've fucked up our second and third and 5011th chance too. So stfu!

Now let's leave God outta this for a second, since I know all of yall ain't down with #teamjesus.  Let's say you really are smart, "pretty, witty, girly, worldly one who likes to party but comes home early" (in the name of gender equality insert a lyric about desirable male qualities here) SO THE FUCK WHAT!  Chances are other people have similar qualities.  What makes your cooch you that special that you deserve so much? Absolutely nothing! The worst are these wack ass dudes going around thinking because they're black men with a degree that they're somehow entitled to the top notch women. They neglect their lack of game, style, and personality. But the women let them get away with it. So if you're one of these people talking about what you deserve, take a minute, kill yourself, then get a life. Ok that was harsh, but definitely slap yourself! You just need to hope that if a bad bish is choosin' you get choze (yes i said choze). And truth be told, you're probably not as attractive to others as you think you are, most people aren't. Get over it!

J-Full

Just like Music Part 2-Get ya freak on

Let me first start out by saying that I find Missy Elliot to be extremely annoying and she's the reason monica owes me 12 dollars for buying that wack ass album that had "every time the beat drops" on it...

but that's another blog post for another day...

today we're gonna talk about 10 or so songs that are on my sex mix. In case you missed it I detailed some songs on my heartbreak playlist. And what better way than to get over heartbreak than to smash your way through the pain.

So sex playlists are tricky because there isn't a universal formula for what makes a great playlist. Some folks like beats, rhythms, vibes, or lyrics. Some people don't like songs from the same gender blah blah blah. Personally, I'm really big on the vibe of the song, then there's beat, then lyrics. Gender doesn't really matter for me. I do have a small caveat in regards to gender, I can't have wack artists on my playlist. Like "shhh" by Tevin Campbell has a nice vibe and beat but he's a herb so he can't make the playlist. The same goes for Trey Songz, though Trey definitely has some hoodrat classics in his catalogue. So next time I have a fling with a hood chick I'll be sure to break out the trey songz playlist.

But with no further adieu I present my sex playlist, some of the songs will have explanations and maybe youtube links just in case you haven't heard the song

1. Space Age Pimpin'- 8ball and MJG
This song has a nice vibe to it. It's not overtly a sex song unless you like getting down to rap music. But it's a nice warmup song. Kinda like the foreplay to the album, just rough foreplay or something. 
Listen here 

2. Funky Ride- Outkast
This is another warmup track, but it definitely has a sexy vibe to it especially if you like funk music. If you like to warm up to your rompin music then this is a staple. It says "you know what's going down tonight right?" without bein the overt "whippin it out" method. 
Listen here 

3. Uhhh Ahh- Boyz II Men
Truthfully Boyz II Men have a few songs on my sexin mix. This song has that annoying countdown in the beginning but I program my itunes to skip that part. It has vibe, beat, and lyrics. It's kinda old but it'll def help you get the job done. So far that's 20 minutes of music, hopefully you started with foreplay otherwise the show might be over before song 3 is finished, which I imagine would be a little embarrassing lol. 
Listen here 

4. Lose Control -Silk
This song could also be substituted with "Freak Me" but it's been my experience that some chicks don't like the blatantly sexual songs. Perhaps it makes em feel like it's more than boning, which is good if that's what it is. But if it's strictly boning why would you even be playing music and setting moods? Oh well...moving right along 
Listen here 

5. Insatiable-Prince
I guess this is an odd transition from Silk but I love everything about this song, which is why it's so essential to a good mix. Prince writes beautiful lyrics and the rest well it's up to you. If you casually like prince you should check out the "regulars" like Adore and Do Me. There's a great sleeper song for the casual fan entitled "The One"...for the record i consider myself a casual fan of Prince
 Listen here


6. Do it To Me -Usher
Usher's kinda on the border of the "I think he's lame" category. But I can't deny that the man makes great music on occasion and makes me feel like i'm not working out enough. Pretty much everybody loved the Confessions album and Usher's trying to sing like Prince on this song in my opinion, so it's a good follow up to the purple one.  Plus I figured it's time for a little more modern music on the playlist. 
Listen here

7. Last Night- Az Yet 
This song is kinda corny in my opinion but it's on my start a family mix just because...
 Listen here

8. Ask Yourself-Raheem Devaughn
I'm a big Raheem Devaughn fan and this is just a great song (no bias I promise). This is kinda the point where I realize my list is getting cliche (or what i presume to be cliche) but some level of familiarity is good on your sexin mix 
 Listen here


9. Float-Anthony Hamilton
This song is another staple. I can't really describe why, just listen to it and you'll know why.  
Listen here

10. Speechless-Beyonce
This is a song i'm not particularly a fan of. I mean it has a nice beat and I guess the lyrics are decent, but when I'm married and I'm getting down I do not need to be thinking about Beyonce. But I've heard a lot of women say this song def helps them get to the moutaintop, and if it'll help them get to the moutaintop, well damnit it's going on the mix! Besides, if that's not your goal what exactly are you doing? The other stuff you can achieve with a lacey duvalle documentary by yourself     
Listen here

11. Distant Lover (Live) -Marvin Gaye
Perhaps/hopefully at this point you're done. But this song is just a good song ot just relax and bask in the moment to. and get ready for round 2  The screaming chicks are a tad bit annoying but just pretend they're screaming for you there's no denying this is a sexy song. And if there's anybody that knows about sexy music it's the OG R. Kelly, Mr Gaye. 
Listen here


That's all for now folks. Of course I left off a lot of artists who are certified on other folks' mixes. I just picked some of my favorites.

So readers what are some of your favorites or staples on your boom boom mix?!? 

you can download all the songs here