It's the Weekend

Time to sit yo' ass down...

Frisky Business

Fantastic work by Kamau Bell on this piece.


[Sidenote: That woman he interviewed was a straight up freak. And, sadly, it looks like her daughter (?) will be headed down the same path, eventually.]

Throwback Thursday: "Doggy Dogg World" -- Snoop Dogg ft. The Dogg Pound & The Dramatics

"We got some beautiful people in the house tonight...And we got some ugly ones." We're going back to '93 for this one. Vintage Snoop right here.

Moving on Up

If you've got an extra $7.5 million laying around, and get separation anxiety when your Mercy is parked all the way down in the basement of your skyrise apartment building, you might consider moving to Singapore.

From Top Gear:

...Hamilton Scotts has just introduced Sky Garage Apartments - flats with special parking spots just outside the living room, whatever floor you're on.

The Singapore-based high-rise has a biometrically controlled lift that delivers your car right up to your flat, where you can ogle its beauty from the comfort of your underpants. Just roll up outside, swipe your thumb on the scanner and your car will be outside your living room by the time you've whipped yourself up a refreshing post-work shandy.

What price for such convenience? Sky Garage Apartments start at £4.75m ($7.5m) for a two-car garage, and end at £15.2m ($24m) for a penthouse with four parking bays.

Ridic. Here's a BBC news video of the life you and I dream of having.

F.O.H.: Jerry Jones

I can't wait to ask my boy Esq, an avid Cowboys fan, to explain this one.


A small part of me wants to give Jones credit for a somewhat respectable flow. But the majority of me has beaten, tied up, and shot that small part. F.O.H., Jerry.

Monday Kickstart: Fall For Your Type

Summer's almost over. Sad.

Here's to all the ladies who brightened our days during my favorite season. And let this video serve as a reminder: That hot girl in the bikini may look unattainable, but in reality she's just as big of a clumsy fool as you or I.



And now to prove that guys are clumsy, watch as they all fall for Stephanie Monique:

Let's go.

Flight Time: Paul George

360? Check. Between-the-legs? Check. Windmill? Check.

Paul George a sick, sick human being? Check.

Slippin' Slide

If you're a stoned idiot at a muddy music festival thinking of doing a mudslide, you should probably stop to consider what kinds of things other stoned idiots do at muddy music festivals.

It's the Weekend

Time to ice grill 'em...

Give or Take...

Nothing to add here. Nothing at all.



My boy Chris with the assist.

Throwback Thursday: "Funkorama" -- Redman

This video is packed with cameos, but the song is pure Funk Doctor. One of those tracks that takes me back to high school, on some ol' kicking-it-in-study-hall-trying-to-holla-at-Marissa ish...

Flashing Lights

In America, celebrity is everything. Watch as a few hundred New Yorkers get thoroughly owned. Brett Cohen, you're my hero.


My boy Serge with the assist.

In Case You Were Wondering...

Yes, I have a "nerd crush", and her name is Sara Underwood. (Although, personally, I think calling a former Playboy Playmate of the Year a "nerd" is a bit of a stretch.)

Just...I mean...how...

*sigh*

Monday Kickstart: When the Mood Strikes

What's the best way to fight back against the weekly mindfuck (the Latin form of which is "Monday")? Treat it like it's Friday (Latin for "freak nasty").

I don't know who she is, but I love that woman. (Yes, I know that scene was staged/acted...trolls.)

But she is nothing compared to Miss Kaylia Cassandra, who is obviously the woman I've been waiting for my whole life:

I've had beautiful, beautiful dreams that began that way. Let's go.

A Car Lover's Wet Dream

Really, there's no other way to describe what you're about to watch. Motor Trend put together a lineup sexier than any you'll ever see at the Moonlight Bunny Ranch, and waved the green flag.



My boy Armo with the assist.

It's the Weekend

Time for shit to get real...

My cuzzo Kobi with the assist.

Throwback Thursday: "Shook Ones" -- Mobb Deep

To all the killas and the hundred dolla billas...

Where Dem Tits Go?

This is simply brilliant. I found myself torn between wanting to actually see the movie, and laughing at myself for wanting to see the movie. Similarly, I was torn between my utter infatuation with Olivia Munn and the image of her with a temporarily-enhanced bossom.

(Rest assured, Olivia, I still love you just the way you are.)




Love to my boy Chris for the assist on this one.

Video: Y.N.RichKids -- "Hot Cheetos & Takis"

Can't. Stop. Singing. This. Shit.

"SNACK...SNACK...SNACK...CRUNCH!"

F.O.H.: Parenting--You're Doing It Wrong

When your 14-year-old son steals an SUV, leads police on a chase, and then wrecks the vehicle into other motorists on the highway, your credentials as a parent are, understandably, on thin ice.

From the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette:

A 14-year-old boy was listed in critical condition after a police chase and crash on the inbound Parkway East on Sunday evening.

The boy was driving a stolen 2001 Jeep Cherokee erratically and Penn Hills police attempted to stop the vehicle on Rodi Road. It entered the parkway and crashed at about 6:15 p.m., rolling over at the Churchill interchange. The inbound side of the highway was closed for about five hours.

But hey, kids are still kids, and not every crime is evidence of poor parenting. How you, as a mother or father, react to your child's mistake goes miles towards explaining just what kind of future he will have...

In an interview with WPXI-TV this morning, the boy's mother faulted the car owner for leaving the keys in the vehicle and took police to task for chasing the car, saying it was possible he was just joyriding.

...Well, looks like he's going to be a horrible, horrible person. Just like his mother.

This is why they need to start requiring people to earn a special license before they're allowed to raise kids. Do you really have the audacity to claim your son was not fully to blame for stealing a vehicle? Newsflash, princess: When you blame the victim of your kid's crime, you're showing the world the very reason that your child is committing crime in the first place. What kind of an example is this for a 14-year-old? If I had so much as touched a parked car without explicit permission when I was that age, my mom (who raised me as a single mother for the majority of my life) would've kicked my ass for a solid half hour, and then hit me with the, "Just WAIT 'til I tell your father about this!" (As if she hadn't just put me in traction herself...)

Fuck outta here...