Flavor of Davey-Love

Hey y'all.
So, Alex and I had another verbal throwdown. She referred to me as "New York" from Flava-Flav's hit television show 'Flavor of Love'. If you are not myself or my good friend Tom, you might not be aware of FoL and its illustrious group of classy ladies. Flav has ho's living in a house vyying for his love (and penis). He gives them stupid nicknames like Red Oyster, Hoopz, Pumkin, and my favourite, Nibblz. New York, the crackiest of the crackheads, has been on both FoL and FoL2. She is retarded. Really. She says shit like "Pee-pole should nawt messsss with my spaccce or my thingzaah. Thissss is New Yorkkkz air to breathe." She is really a turd.
Anyways, Alex said I was insulting her and a) not making sense but also b) saying everything phoenetically. Like New York. Then I pulled out the classic of the classic Davey Twins comebacks; I made a crack about weight. And when I say 'crack about her weight' I told her that if I was New York, she was Like Dat (yes, another FoL ho...except she was like 400 lbs. and had a shit weave)
Anyways, my dream was really boring last night - I dreamt that I punched Rachael Ray in the face. I don't know why. Wait, I do know why, she's annoying as hell.