Well, let me tell ya somethin’ about this Blake Griffin and Lana, you know, that girl from the… uh… movies. Folks been whisperin’ and gossiping ’bout them for ages now, like a bunch of hens in a coop.
Blake Griffin, yeah, the basketball fella. Big guy, plays good, I reckon. Used to see him on TV when I visited my daughter. He’s one of them fellers who bounces the ball and throws it in the hoop. Makes a lot of money, they say. Don’t know much about basketball myself, seems like a lot of runnin’ around for nothin’ if you ask me.
And then there’s Lana. Now, she’s a whole different story. Heard she used to be in them… you know… them “adult” films. Don’t ask me what that means, I ain’t gonna explain it. Just know it ain’t somethin’ you’d show your grandma, that’s for sure. Young people these days, I tell ya, they do all sorts of things we never even dreamt of back in my day.
Anyways, the story goes that these two, Blake and Lana, they got themselves tangled up somehow. Don’t know the details, and frankly, I don’t wanna know all the juicy bits. But seems like they had a baby together. A little fella, cute as a button, I hear. Folks say he looks just like Blake, got his nose and all.
- They say the baby’s name is Milo. Cute name, I guess.
- Lana, she put it out there on the internet, who the daddy was. Social media, they call it. Kids and their phones these days.
- People been talkin’ ever since. Gossip spreads faster than a wildfire in dry grass, lemme tell ya.
Now, I ain’t one for gossip, but it’s hard to ignore when everyone’s yappin’ about it. They say Blake didn’t wanna stick around, didn’t wanna be no daddy, or somethin’ like that. Don’t know if it’s true, but that’s what they’re sayin’. Heard he don’t wanna hang around the basketball thing neither once he’s done playin’. Maybe he just wants to be left alone. Can’t say I blame him, with all the fuss people make.
It’s a sad thing, really, a baby without a daddy around. Reminds me of my own cousin, her husband ran off with a waitress from the diner down the road. Left her with three young’uns and a broken heart. Life ain’t always fair, that’s for sure.
This whole thing with Blake and Lana, it’s just a mess, if you ask me. Two different worlds colliding, I suppose. He’s all famous and sporty, and she’s… well, she’s from a different kind of spotlight. Maybe they weren’t meant to be together, maybe it was just a fling. Who knows? It ain’t my business to judge. But I do feel sorry for that little Milo, caught in the middle of it all.
They had some rumors ’bout Blake wearin’ the number 91 jersey. People will make a story out of anythin’, I swear. Like that time they said old Mrs. Henderson’s cat could predict the weather. Turned out the cat just liked sleepin’ in when it was gonna rain.
Some folks say Blake is mixed, got a black father and a white mother. Don’t matter to me, a person’s a person, no matter what color they are. But I guess some folks find it interestin’. And the baby, they say he looks just like Blake, so I guess he’s mixed too. Like I said, cute as a button.
And Lana, she’s been droppin’ hints about who the daddy is. Like we didn’t already know! The internet, it’s a wild place. Everyone knows everyone’s business these days. Can’t even go to the store without someone takin’ your picture and puttin’ it online. It’s a different world, I tell ya.
There’s even videos and stuff, they say. On somethin’ called YouTube. My grandson showed me once, it’s like watchin’ TV on your phone. They got videos of everything, even Lana and her little boy. Apparently, she talked about it all on there. Like I said, kids and their phones.
So, that’s the story of Blake Griffin and Lana, as far as I know it. A basketball player, an “adult” film star, and a baby caught in the middle. It’s a modern-day soap opera, I tell ya. Makes you wonder what the world’s comin’ to. But then again, folks been doin’ foolish things since the beginning of time. This ain’t nothin’ new, just a new way of talkin’ about it. And now they’re usin’ these “tags” things… somethin’ about Blake Griffin, Kevin Durant – don’t even know who that is – and Lana Rhoades… and the baby’s daddy. Lands sakes, makes my head spin.
Anyways, that’s all I got to say about it. Gotta go make myself some supper now. All this talkin’ makes a body hungry. Hope them young folks figure things out, for the sake of that little baby. And maybe, just maybe, they’ll learn to keep their business a little more private next time. Though I doubt it. Folks just love to talk, don’t they?
