Some men play sports. Other men gamble.
My game is gatdamn Tetris son.
Asinine Catchphrases Retards Online (Namely You) May Speak
You know what I’m talking about: omg, lol, omglol, etc – I mean… et cetera. Centuries of developing the English language has been pwned by a couple of n00bs on teh interbutt. Webster, Compton and Oxford undoubtedly writhe in their graves every time my bff jill come on. Read More
So it looks like 50 Cent is the next rapper in line to host his own reality show. Apparently, MTV’s latest gem, “50 Cent presents: The Money and the Power”, will feature yo boy Fiddy giving up 100 g’s to whoever can “master the business skills that took 50 Cent off the streets”. Business skills?! The fuck?! We’re talking about the guy who made a living hiding bags of coke in his ass-crack and getting shot, right? Read More
I’m bored as shit with Facebook these days; it’s always the same routine: 1. log on, 2. reject an invite to some gay-ass hawaiian-themed clubbing party, 3. decline a request to install some random Facebook Application, which allows me to find out my Transvestite Pirate Hooker name (FYI “Mei-Long Wang-Hook”), 4. quick scan for titties, 5. log off. Read More