P-Diddy, Meet D-Nasty
It seems that both hyphenated personae were planning dinner last night at Bond Street.
Nasty arrived before Diddy, and wrongly assumed that the five pimped out Escalades patrolling the street were security for a very tacky third world dignitary, or perhaps escapees from a bling-bling convention somewhere in New Jersey.
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