Sorry Essence, but Charlie Murphy already told us what really happens at the after-party (basketball and pancakes).
There’s a dumpster behind a Kingdom Hall somewhere that’s filled with a lifetime’s worth of fucks, shits, bitches, and assholes, because Prince has solemnly sworn that his mouth will never again whisper another sexy-sounding curse word and he’s given up swearing for good. In an interview with Essence (via People), Jehovah’s Sexiest Witness talks about how he’s sort of turning into Jehovah’s Original Recipe Witness by erasing curse words from his vocabulary:
“Did you ever hear Muhammad Ali curse? Would you curse in front of your kids? To your mother? Marsha [Ambrosius], Lianne [La Havas], Janelle [Monae] … They’re all my sisters. We shouldn’t curse at them. We need to treat all of them, and all people, like royalty.”
As someone who’s in a committed, long-term relationship with the word fuck, I don’t really understand how Prince could file divorce papers on some of the sweetest, most useful words in the English language. What is life if you can’t randomly call someone a “shit for brains”, or hissing a barely-audible “biiiiiitch” every time you get passive-aggresisve shade from a workplace troll? Then again, Prince is good with words (spelling “you” as “u”? What a time saver) so even though he’s pink slipped all the no-no words in his life, he’s probably already thought of a whole list of devastating insults to replace them. What am I saying? Prince doesn’t need words; he can shut a bitch down with his eyes.