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2007 ISSUE #121 |
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Burnt Toast Resembles Prince, Prince to Sue Toast
“That toast ain’t nobody,” Prince squealed from behind a velvet-wrapped podium at a Beverly Hills press conference yesterday. “It’s just using my image to make something of itself, trying to get itself a little attention, make a little money, but that toast ain’t nobody special. That toast ain’t no Prince, baby.” “I think he’s lost his mind,” counters Beverly Smith, the California lawyer hired to represent the toast. “It does look like Prince,” admits Smith, “but you can’t sue a piece of burned bread. There is no legal precedent.” The toast itself has declined to comment on its ongoing feud with the pop star. In response to Smith and other critics, Prince plans to embarrass the toast with a thoroughly funky musical dis. “That toast won’t know what hit it,” Prince cooed in a high-pitched falsetto. “I’m gonna be all ‘Bow, chicka, chicka, bow, wow, chick—oooo, baby, damn!”—and that’s were the horns come in trilling between C and C sharp, that’s also where that nobody toast learns a real life lesson: don’t mess with Prince, baby.” |
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