Ben Affleck and Jennifer Garner have named their newborn daughter Seraphina. That's beautiful. Unusual, but lovely. Unlike Moxie Crimefighter (Penn Jillette) and Pilot Inspektor (not only hideous, but misspelled. I'm sure your son will thank you, Jason Lee). And let's not forget Apple and Moses (Gwyneth Paltrow and Chris Martin, giving both children complexes for very different reasons), and Suri Cruise (you know). So Ben, Jennifer... I applaud you. You managed to choose a unique name without saddling your child with horrid playground memories of insults and taunts.
Which (sort of) brings me to Sean P. Combs, better known as --
wait, what's he calling himself these days? Puff Daddy, P Diddy, Diddy, Doopy, Bloopy McGee, Dagwaddle...? Enough already! Pick a name. ONE NAME. Then... stop! You're done. Changing your moniker every two years is juvenille and annoying. As is the name of your new frangrance -- I AM KING. Really? You are? Wow, I didn't get that memo. You're king, huh? Um... okay... Is that why you have so many scantily clad women in the tv ad? You're king so you get your own harem?
You are clearly a smart businessman. And apparently you want to improve as an actor and so are studying and surrounding yourself with remarkable talents (Audra McDonald, Philicia Rashad, etc.), so good for you. Now be a grown up and stop calling yourself Diddy.
Thanks.
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Seraphina? Makes me think of saran wrap. I bet people call her Pheenie. BUT it is better than being an Apple. As for P. Diddy, I don't think there is any hope. I enjoy calling him Sean Puffy Coombs. Is Puffy his real name?
We had a cat once named "Poo", then he changed his name to "Poo Diddy", had his own fragrance of kitty litter......
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