Who the Fuck is Tyler Perry?

Maybe I don't know because I'm white. Maybe I don't know because .... well that's all I really all I could come up with. I've heard the name, Tyler Perry. Don't get me wrong, but I wouldn't be able to pick him out of a police lineup. In all seriousness, If some one came up to me and said I'm going to shove a tea cup filled to the brim with AIDS blood up your ass if you can't tell me 1 Tyler Perry movie, you could just call me Freddie Mercury. I have just two questions. A) Is this guy a Wayans brother? B) Is his show on the WB?

So I did some research and found out that he comes out with a new movie about every 4 months. He shoots his shit like a day time soap or a porno. Apparently he just dresses up in fat costumes and that's pretty much the jest of it.



I love all comedy expect Dane Cook, trust me. But I don't get what makes a black comedian. To make it as a black comedian it takes to two things.



1) dress up in some sort of fat suit and play a variety of characters in one movie or TV show. Eddie Murphy did it in Nutty Professor which was funny. You know what wasn't funny? The next 4 Nutty Professors, 27 Tyler Perry movies, and 11 Big Mamma movies.

2) make fun of white people and talk about how dorky they are and how we talk funny. That midget Kat Williams, my fucking God! First cursing is cool, that's why your parents don't want you to do it. But that ugly shit curses because he don't know what to say.

Now I don't want you to think I'm getting racial on you. Because I'm talking about a group of so called comedians, where that is their whole act. Bros like Dave Chappelle, Richard Pryor, Bill Cosby and Chris Rock to name a few, are absolutely amazing. They talk about everyone under the sun and that's some funny shit. And it's the same on the other side of things. Larry the Cable Guy is a goon, with no sense of the word humor.

Easy as pie

THE TOY

If you have some time at this moment read along. If you don’t then wait for another day where you aren’t so caught up in your selfish life of work and masturbation on a couch while watching Internet porn or Cinamax After Dark, to culture yourself in some knowledge the good Lord has blessed this young man with. Ok now that we have weeded out those individuals that use Myspace as a constant search engine for that “special” some one. I was thinking today while I was walking to my car, don’t ask me why, about the movie, The Toy. A mildly successful comedy from 1982 (one year before I emerged from my mother’s vaginal canal) staring Richard Pryor and Jackie Gleason. The premises is that Gleason, a wealthy man, Hires Richard Pryor to play and entertain his spoiled child because no tangible gift has ever satisfied the brat. Now you know the movie think about this: A rich man “purchases” a black man, to entertain his only son. Yes you read that correctly, he “purchases” a black man to work as an entertainer for his little boy. Everyday, he has to show up at their mansion, and do whatever the kid wants all day every day. Something about this reminds of something I read about in say, 7th grade history class. Something that rhymes with “bravery” I believe, but I’m not sure. So I started to picture the writer pitching this movie to Columbia Pictures, the film company that produced the film. “So I got this movie. A rich man can’t please his son, and has more money than he knows what to do with. So to please his son, he, get this, buys him a real life size black man to play with!” How did this movie ever get made? How did anyone think this was a good fucking idea? “Oh yeah, you know I think you got something here my man. I think we should also maybe have him like up on some sort of stage before he is bought too.” Watching this movie I did think to myself, “ self I think the only thing that would ever REALLY be a good old time would be to have my own personal black man that would do whatever I wanted, or my daddy would hurt him and his family.” So in closing I feel that America isn’t the democratic republic that it claims to be if every white Christian boy doesn’t have their very own personal black man to play with daily. I mean what kind of society denies their youth the learning experience of bossing around a minority for a few hours a day. Wait actually Pryor was forced to sleep there every night, away from his wife and family, so yeah this movie was pretty much “bravery” wasn’t it?