Nappy headed ho, Nappy headed ho - I've had it up to my ears with this story. The real story is the picture my grandson Timmy showed me of a young Imus. As you can see from this picture, he's not the grueseome, crypt keeper looking monster that we've seen lately on the television.
What I see is a handsome young man. A man that knows how to shake his booty and get down. A sassy prankster that enjoys the finer things. A man who knows that it's OK to leave three buttons undone but doesn't feel the need to "guinea things up " by wearing a gold chain.
That is class.