Will Smith, Real Friends don't hit. An open letter
Hey Will I thought you were my friend. But when you hit me for a nothing joke. I was shocked and hurt. I thought we were good friends. I bought your records, we hung out. I didn't sleep with your wife. Jada is a special person to me. I would not dream of hurting her. Listen Man. You know this was a joke and nobody got hurt. Except Me!!!!!!! This was suppose to be your night. The night the Prince of Bel Air became the King of Hollywood. Instead you became the biggest prick and if not for me a jail bird. Does the song Bad Boys mean anything to you? Time to use your method acting skills. But really. I still love you. I think I love you about 200 million times. No 300 million times and a new Porch. A small South American country. and two Gulfstream Jets. One Candy Apple Red, the other will be green. This will remind me of our strong, physical relationship. So, Make the check out to Everybody loves Chris. I look forward to hearing from yo...
