On his way to the club to make it rain with $73. YOLO, indeed.
Being the publicist of an idiot celebrity is nothing more than a logo and cash grab. Where’s the fulfillment in constantly being pressured to cover someone’s tracks because he or she can’t cover his or her mouth?
Take this fool, Drake.
Reports have come out via Billboard that Drake and ID-PR have parted ways because of the now infamous (and all-too-classy-response) Rolling Stone cover story that was to feature the doltish “singer/rapper” but instead this Philip Seymour Hoffman had to go take heroin and die. Hoffman gets the cover. Drake thought he was snubbed.
And the rest is after the jump (and there’s more where that came from)…