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Technically, Adewale Ogunelye is in limbo; not a member of the Bears, but nor has he been picked up by another team. That’s all the justification I need to explain why he dating rapper/singer Kelis is relevant. Oh, that and the fact that they might enjoy extra company. In the interest of fairness, Kelis has looked better.
From, what I can only imagine to be the hip-hop alternate to Perez Hilton, gossip site Necole Bitchie — I swear to God — posted an e-mail they received last year in regard to Wale and Kelis’ mating rituals.
“A few weeks ago on Friday November 12th, Kelis was here in Chicago with NFL baller Adewale Ogunleye, she solicited a co-worker of mine from Scores stripclub to participate in a threesome with her and Wale.”
So, Wale might have had a threesome with Kelis and some stripper. Big deal. Jared Allen, in a night of infamy, once made love to a dead moose, Zygi Wilf and Ke$ha.

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Miami house cleaning service exposes a little more than dirt
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MIAMI, FL (NBC) – For most people, cleaning the house is a chore, but now there’s a new type of service that’s spicing up cleaning.
It’s the housekeeper men dream about and now it’s reality.
“You’re enjoying the view, you’re enjoying the cleaning,” Nina Torres with Eden’s Maids R’ Us said.
There you have it, the concept that motivated Nina Torres to start Eden’s Maids R’ Us, a team of sexy housekeepers that service south Florida.
“They actually clean, I’ll guarantee you that,” Torres said.
Torres’ website specifically says this is not an escort service.
“No, we are 100 percent house cleaners,” Torres said. “We clean your house. We organize. We cook. We do laundry, nothing else but that.”
Eden’s maids charge $60 an hour with a two hour minimum, but before you call, you can go online and look at a menu of maids, so you choose who you want to come to your house.

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The hole-in-the-wall eatery Irifune in Waikiki is a real find: a funky Japanese eatery full of fishing nets, glow-in-the-dark stars, Kabuki masks, and snapshots of friends adorning the walls. It serves the best garlic ahi on Earth. Residents pile in here for lunch while chatting away in local Creole English accents.
NIGHTLIFE
The most famous gay bar in all the Pacific is Hula’s Bar & Lei Stand, with its large open windows overlooking Diamond Head from its second-story perch. Guys and gals with sand still on their feet shuffle in from nearby gay beach Queen’s Surf to watch the sunset, and Hula’s has an array of events from strip nights to yoga to gay catamaran cruises. There’s a glassed-in dance floor, and an amicable crowd of both locals and tourists.
Everyone eventually stumbles into Fusion Waikiki, the only real gay dance club in Hawaii, with a stainless steel dance floor pumping until 4 a.m. Friday and Saturday nights see strippers and drag shows, while the rest of the week has karaoke and pool tables.

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Police are continuing their investigation, but Ashamalla said she doesn’t have much hope the machine will be recovered.
The organization is probably out of business “unless something fantastic happens,” she said.
Ashamalla said the machine was not insured. She said she tried to insure it but that Sunrise’s nonprofit status was an impediment.
Ashamalla said she doesn’t know why anyone would take the highly specialized Palomar Q-YAG 5 laser system.
“This is not something you take to a local pawnbroker,” she said, adding that she suspects the thief had a prearranged buyer.
Gang members, prostitutes and other underworld denizens in Los Angeles are often young when they get their tattoos, marks of ill-conceived loyalty that hinder the wearer later on, when they try to get jobs and change their lives.

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The contract the Pittsburgh Steelers gave him after selecting him 11th overall in 1992? He blew that. The one worth $17 million Jacksonville paid to make him the league’s highest-paid offensive lineman ever at the time? Spent that, too. He shakes his head at what a cliché he used to be, dabbing that towel at the sweat on his temples.
“I spent all my time wanting to be a celebrity,” Searcy says. “You know the Rick James character behind the bar in the Dave Chapelle Show? That was me.”
Offensive linemen tend to be pretty anonymous, so Searcy went about buying attention and friends.
“Dinner and champagne? On me,” he says. “Strip club? On me. I was popping bottles and making it rain. I was supporting uncles and cousins. I was paying mortgages and first-class vacations. I had an entourage of leeches. Everything was suit, limo, flash and dash. What the hell was the matter with me?”

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