A message from Day 26: "Real men cry"

Day 26 stopped by Angela Yee's morning show (loves her), to talk about their group's relationship, MTV and the editing of the show, and...well...a little sex.



During the course of the conversation, the topic shifted to the boys crying on the show. They explained that they were just expressing themselves and may have shed a tear or 100 but that's OK, because real men cry; and if any other man or individual for that matter were in the same predicament like they were, we would shed a tear just as they did.

Que and the boys are so right, it takes a real man to cry and to show their vulnerable sides by being sensitive. Every man has that little button, that when pushed, can cry a bucket full of tears. However playboys, it takes a punk to b*tch. It really has nothing to do with them being men; quite frankly, I wouldn't want to be around females that act like that either.

Granted, Que is young and may not know how to deal with his emotions in a logical way yet; what he was doing on that show was not being sensitive; it was more like being b*tchie and annoying. The show (although I know has been edited to portray certain characters through a scripted light) was filled of them arguing over petty ish and then crying about it like little school girls being denied access to the school lunchroom. Sensitivity and bitchieness are two very different things, let the record stand on that; there really is no excuse.

In case you missed it last night....

Sorry about my tardiness y'all I had some pressing business to take care of earlier today I'll clue you in on what it was in the very near future. Enough about me and more about the episode of MTB last night.

It took Que having to make the entire boy band shed a tear like little girly men to have an epiphany on the fact that he is acting a fool, that and Diddy putting his a*s on a time out, shame. And wouldn't you know, the season is about to end! Mess around, this show just might earn itself an Emmy.

I also have a new found respect for make-up; Did you see Dawn and Aundrea without their faces?! Lawd.

The line of the week will officially be "What the f*ck you wanna do", spread the word. And apparently now calling someone "Aubrey" is a diss. Got it all? Now break.

M.Y. Manic Monday Relief: Que...tell em' why you mad!

The reason for my open letter to Que. Here is the episode of Que going bonkers in case you missed it. Poor thing...he needs to meditate or do some Yoga like Russell, it will clear all that right up.

*New* M.Y's open letter to Que of Day 26

Dear Que,

I am seriously getting quite annoyed with your constant bickering and male ego that you just can not seem to get under control. Last night while I watched you pout and moan about not getting your way and being mad with X, Y, and Z I just really wanted to reach into my television screen and knock you out like how Akon's bodyguard did Suge. If I didn't pay $705.32 for my flat screen I would have lunged my slipper at it in hopes that you would have happened to feel it.

You need to man up and quick. All this arguing and accusing people of being jealous of you is so 6th grade and has got to stop bruh. You look like a fool arguing about going to go dance instead of record. If you don't record the song, please tell me what it is you are supposed to dance to?! Dammit, Dawn is more man than you!

I must express to you that I am sorry that you had to experience the hard knock life of the NYC streets but I think you brought that on to yourself. You always attract bad when you put out bad, and last time I checked not too many people get robbed in NY anymore; so like Mike said, that says a lot about your character.

So, let's try to suck it up and check the b*tchassness at the door. It's doing wonders for ratings but you are becoming as intolerable as the smell of someone constantly passing gas. Plus, I must add that you are very lucky that you are even allowed to put out another album on Bad Boy, they have a very strict criteria. Some of their artists don't last past one album, so count your blessings.

Sincerely,
M.Y.

P.S. please tell Diddy to tone it down a bit on the show...he can be a bit much during his solo moments.