CRACK A WINDOW. .....CHRIST!!!!!


It was a hot one today kids. Then it started to rain making my block smell like crotch (not the tasty weekend kind either, salt o' the Earth crotch). That said let's stress the following:

You need to watch the final game of the Stanley Cup Playoffs tomorrow night, mo-fos. Edmonton is one step away from glory and you don't want to see an American team from NASCAR country winning do you?!!! Well do ya?!!!

I hear director Brett Ratner (cock master of shit like Family Man and X3: Who Told Halle Berry To Come Back) is looking to break into new territory. Yep, it's RUSH HOUR 3. For those of you Group Home escapees excited by this news let us be the first to show you a sneak peak.


Maybe just maybe some of Lindsay Lohan's lady juices will go down the wrong pipe as she's twisting on his self-promoting chaw hole, thus killing the hack mid-lapping. The only one crying will be Chris Tucker.

Oh and before I forget, give Dad a switch of his choice and bend it on over. It is HIS day after all. Do it, John Boy!!! Do you want Bing to have to take out his pipe? I didn't think so.



"Remember on Election Day, fist fuck a Commie and vote IKE!"