Chocolate Cake: Mr. Marcus And The Case Of The Dirty Dick

Dirty Dick? Clean it up!

Look. Nobody rides harder for Mr. Marcus than I do.

(Wait. Let me rephrase that.)

Umm...I'm a fan. I've been a fan. I'm not ashamed to say it.

I'm not ashamed to say that I was a fan of Mr. Marcus back when his joints were on VHS and he wasn't even headlining.
He was just "one of those guys" starring in a Janet Jackme flick.
Or back when he was only sleeping with black women and hadn't crossed over to white girls yet.

I was with him when he still had the OLD baseball hat. ( Adjustable. Not the fitted.)

Shit..I was with him when he had a FADE.

His three ways won AVN awards! "Up Your Ass"... THAT SCENE? Come on!

And how he held on when Superhead was doing THAT is BEYOND me.

He's a legend. He is a demigod.

And with his help, and the help of a little thing called "The Rabbit", I was able to say no to a LOT of questionable dicks out there.

So sufficed to say, I'm deeply saddened by the current events. Not because he got burnt. Shit, as far as I'm concerned, it's an occupational hazzard. But by the way he handled it.

Marcus...you've always been the posterboy for "Not Ashamed Of What I Do" and you do this! If it weren't for you, I'm not even sure how many black women would even WATCH porn.

NOW who are we supposed to watch?

Look. I hate to say you OJ'd us on this playa, but yeah. You kinda did.

You walked around with the knowledge of dirty dick and didn't tell anybody.

THEN you were making photocopies and hiding numbers? From a doctor?

....Dude.

What kind of third grade report card hustle bullshit is that?

You could have cleaned it up. You could have. You could have cleaned it up, sat it out and got back in the game.

Now nobody...

OK wait. Maybe not nobody.

Because we've all seen your work and...well...you're going to be cured in a minute, right?

So I'm sure SOMEBODY out there will be conflicted.

I know it's dirty dick but... YEAH I WANT THAT SHIT!

Listen. I'm sure this will blow over. (Get it? I said "blow".)

However... for me? I'll be digging in the crates, looking for your old work.
Because I just can't look at you right now...