Discussion » Give me a 'P' please, Diddy

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Posted by WarHead, around August 2005:
 
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Sean 'Diddy' Combs drops the P

US rapper Sean "P Diddy" Combs is changing his name again - by dropping the "P".

Combs said he now wanted to be known just as "Diddy" as his old name was causing confusion and he wanted to "simplify things".

The 35-year-old singer and producer has already changed his nickname once - from Puff Daddy to P Diddy in 2001.

The change forms part of a publicity campaign for the MTV Awards, which Diddy is hosting later this month.

'Uncomfortable'

He told the New York Post that his name was even starting to confuse himself.

"Nobody knew what to call me. I'd notice that people were uncomfortable when I'd meet them for the first time, and then they'd ask me what they should call me," he said.

"I even started to get confused myself - and when I'd called someone on the telephone it took me a long time to explain who I was. Too long."

He added: "One word. Five letters. Period."


*Ring, Ring* - 'Hello, I'm Diddy.'

Will he eventually metamorphose into one of Ken Dodd's diminutive henchmen?
Posted by Victor Menendezz, around August 2005:
 
I've got Mark Morrisons coat.
Posted by perclissigi, around August 2005:
 
I've got your coat.
Posted by WarHead, around August 2005:
 
I'll get my coat.
Posted by ellipse, around August 2005:
 
i don't have a coat i wear a pink cardy
Posted by WarHead, around August 2005:
 
I shop at Morrison's, now that my local Safeway has been refurbished. They need to do better.

Didn't Mark once lose his coat, then get it back, then write a song about it?
Posted by Sul_DUPE1, around August 2005:
 
Pfft. Songs about coats are easy.

Oh where oh where has my little coat gone
I left it on a bus, I hope it isnt bombed
I call the lost property office, tells them of ma woes,
I tell em 'bout ma pimpin' jacket: how I need it for ma hoes.
They say "Shit nigga, no worries, I'll have it in a minute
Dry those Daddy Mac tears, my friend, LPO-Jo has freakin' seenit"
He put it in the back of a cab. Sent it on its way back.
And thats the tale I spins to you, of the return of the mac.
Return of the mac
Dontcha know
Return of the mac
etc.