Now I'm just annoyed.
Sean Combs is telling the world that he wants to go back to his roots and, once again, be called "Puff Daddy."
You know what? No. I no longer care what he wants to be called. Whether it be Diddy, or P. Diddy, or Diddy Diddy Dum -- I'm going to call him whatever I want. I think we've all been very patient with this whole name-changing nonsense. You want to go and change your name once? I'm okay with that. I wouldn't even mind if you decided, after living with the new name for a bit, that you wanted to go back to the old one. But "Puffy" is just out of control and, if someone doesn't take a stand, he'll have fourteen more names before his career is over.
I object, I refuse, and I'm calling my Congressman.