At mrst, I thought it was just a joke, right? So the next
time I asked him, he said the same thing. I was like, This
motherfucker serious?
Tiffany: “So lemme get this straight. Whoever’s on the
road with you, open up they legs for you, is what you
telling me?”
Rumpelstiltskin: “I ain’t no motherfucking faggot. I’m
not saying that, I’m just saying that you can’t go
nowhere, you gonna ruin my marriage. Your type, you
too cute and shit, you gonna have to give up some
pussy.”
Obviously, that was a no go.
ͳen, after I got on a TV show and a movie, now his
manager wants to call me asking if I’ll open up for him. And
he wanted to pay me $500 for mfteen minutes. Fuck THAT.
Rumpelstiltskin was so shocked that I turned down that
offer, he called me up himself.
Tiffany: “A minimum, MINIMUM of $2500 for me to
open.”
Rumpelstiltskin: “Nigga, what is wrong with you? Don’t
nobody pay that much money for some goddam
comedy. Not no female.”
Tiffany: “Uh, yes they do. Yes they do. ͳat’s what I