Uterous Cannon is my favorite show on TLC. Thanks to my buddy Neumie for that one.
Maybe irony wasn’t invented in 1945, but an anecdote about a Protestant and Jew that overcome their religious prejudices in order to hate the Japanese together isn’t a very great way to demonstrate tolerance, Frank Sinatra.
This song is equal parts awesome and hilarious. Listening to it makes you cool.
Never forget, Wahlberg. Never. Forget. POW!
I’m actually embarrassed for you, Marky. But not enough for this to cease being hilarious.
Generally speaking…
If there’s a line to get in, I don’t want to go.
Hey guys, free cock rides at the Friday’s in Woodland Hills! (god I hate this place).
GPOYW, right? Here I am photo bombing the shit out of a tender, candid moment between two good friends.
According to Lexi, this is what sexy church would sound like.
Because of this song, I recently got around to Googleing Buddy Bolden. Turns out, he was awesome.
The guys who are largely considered the forefathers of Jazz all consider Buddy Bolden to be the guy who invented it. His real life is inseparable from legend. But we do know that he had a hit song called “Funky Butt”. There is some disagreement over what it was about, but it is largely believed that it was about farts. Notice Jelly Roll sing about how Buddy Bolden said, “open up the window and let that bad air out.” Farts. Then Buddy got so drunk that he literally went insane.
Get ready to demotivate, you guys!
Only some dick face ad exec would recognize how important it is to designate the most depressing day of the year. Seriously you guys, let’s just get stoned and eat some pie on the 17th and avoid this bullshit. Shit. Now I’m accidentally marketing weed and pie. See? It works.





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