[From ET Online]
Whitney Fights Back!
February 03, 2003
Last Thursday, a clearly agitated WHITNEY HOUSTON sounded off
during a profanity-laced interview with New York radio personality WENDY WILLIAMS. Tonight
on ET, hear more of the tough questions that had Whitney fighting back during her infamous
radio tantrum, what she says now about drugs -- and get the latest news on her father's
Originally, the pre-taped conversation was intended to promote her album, Just Whitney,
but when Wendy started asking personal questions, such as whether there is any truth to
rumors that her husband BOBBY BROWN has been unfaithful and if she really had slashed her
mother's allowance, Whitney lashed out at the morning personality -- and then explained
why she was on the defensive: "I have to be, Wendy. You talk about me every
[expletive] day. Y'all keep me in the headlines. I mind my business. I try to maintain
what I got. Y'all want to know what I'm doing all the time. I don't give a [expletive]
about what you doin' all the time."
In the interview, the 39-year-old diva revealed that she hopes to have a second child with
Bobby, preferably a boy, and admitted to having had breast implants: "If you're gonna
go for it, go for it. You know what I mean? My husband loves 'em. He loves 'em."
Wendy then said, "Yeah, they sit nice and very well-proportioned with you. It's just
that at one point, when you lost so much weight, though, they looked like two baseballs on
a stick." "Yeah," replied Whitney, "they looked really weird. I'm sure
that when you look at yourself in the mirror you have some reservations about your looks
At the end of the tense talk, a flustered Whitney laid it all on the line saying,
"You don't even know what I do. Like you said, you've never met me, you don't know
me. You've never been to my house. You don't live with me. You don't sleep with me... All
you do is talk about me."
She also said, "I would tell anybody that got a problem with me to kiss my
[expletive]. And I love you, but I don't live for you. You talk about me. You make my
mother call me and ask me questions. You make my father sick. You make my brothers sick.
You make my child hurt. There's a limit to what you can say. And if I was really like back
in the day in the 'hood, I'd meet you outside, I'd meet you outside. But I'm a lady and I
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