Pull out your list of people who have had enough of Chris Brown’s bullshit and handed in their resignation papers. It’s time to add another name. Last week we learned that Chris’ manager of four years, Mike G, stopped working with Chris back in May after he allegedly received a “drug-fueled” beating from Chris Brown. Yesterday we learned that around the same time, a tour manager named Nancy Ghosh quit after he allegedly cornered her on his tour bus and unleashed a “threatening, drug-fueled tirade.” Now TMZ is saying that Chris Brown’s publicist has followed Mike G and Nancy out the door. And surprise, surprise, there was drama.
TMZ got their hands on some texts sent between Chris Brown and his now-former publicist Nicole Perna, and it appears it all started over Chris Brown’s clothing line, Black Pyramid. Nicole sent Chris a text saying “Loooove all the black pyramid pieces … awesome collection!“, which didn’t go over well. Chris hissed back: “I don’t want you texting me compliments with no results” and proceeded to call her a “do-nothing bitch” for failing to get Black Pyramid featured in magazines like Vogue and GQ. Excuse you, Chris Brown, but Vogue already has one unpredictable mentally-unstable musician-turned-“fashion designer” to deal with.
Nicole had clearly had enough. She slapped back at Chris Brown saying that Anna Wintour and other fashion editors don’t want anything to do with him. She adds that most of her time is spent doing “damage control” and “cleaning shit up.” Of course, Chris hissed back that he doesn’t “give a fuck” whether she works for him or not. Nicole chose “not.”
TMZ doesn’t say when this messy text conversation happened. Mike G was also included in the texts, which means this probably happened last month. Mike G was also dragged into the drama after Chris texted him: “Send this bitch her termination.” And then this sweet moment between Nicole and Chris Brown allegedly happened.
If I were Nicole, I’d be Yelping the nearest exorcist or Freddy Krueger expert or whoever takes care of removing your soul from someone’s dreams. Because, good lord. If this is the kind of shit Chris Brown sees when he’s awake, then I can only imagine what kind of creepy haunted amusement park imagery is lurking in that violent drug demon’s nightmares.