“No, not Katt Williams” is what I’m sure you’re all screaming in a sarcastic fake-shocked monotone voice. But the answer is Katt Williams.
According to TMZ, Katt’s trouble started back on June 20th when he failed to show up to a court date in Georgia. Katt was supposed to be there to discuss that time back in April when he was charged with battery after he threw a salt shaker at a manager of a seafood restaurant (and then proceeded to flee the scene and hide out in a Waffle House). Katt was given 10 days to contact the court and explain why he wasn’t there.
After 10 days – and you’ll never believe this – Katt hadn’t contacted them with a reason. That’s when a judge issued a warrant for his arrest. The news of Katt’s latest arrest warrant broke yesterday, and he still hasn’t turned himself in or been caught by police. I believe this is Katt’s third warrant of 2016.
But where o’ where is Katt? The last time Katt was seen, he was dressed like a low-budget Flavor Flav impersonator and calling Tyler Perry a drag queen.
Uh oh. Katt’s fucked up a lot, but coming for Oprah’s favorite guy not named Stedman is a majorly bad move. Maybe Katt didn’t ditch his court date on purpose. Maybe he’s tied to a chair in Oprah’s screening room while her dogs administer eye drops and forces him to watch an advance copy of Boo! A Madea Halloween. I’m sure that’s not happening right now, but…the police might want to check there anyway, just to be sure.
Katt has no excuse for not calling in and explaining where he was. Even if he’s not near a phone, he could have always summoned his gang of witches and had them send a message over to the court in the mouth of a raven or through a Ouija board. There’s no excuse, Katt!