Thursday, July 31, 2008

Obvious Douchebag Alert: Code Red

Is he out of his fuckin mind??

If you haven't heard, Toby Keith's new movie (damn this recession!) and single, both titled "Beer for My Horses," actually advocate lynching. That's right: lynching.

Grandpappy told my pappy, back in my day, son
A man had to answer for the wicked that he done
Take all the rope in Texas
Find a tall oak tree, round up all of them bad boys
Hang them high in the street for all the people to see

...Back up the damn bus. How did we get here?

I guess free speech is free speech, but I'm actually more than a little disappointed Stephen Colbert let him perform this mess on his show.

Beyond that, I imagine Mr. Keith's tour won't be making any stops in Compton or Bed-Stuy so he may not have much to worry about. You and I on the other hand need to be on full Douchebag Alert. The disease is highly contagious and may have already affected someone you know and love.

Monday, July 28, 2008

Obvious Douchebag Anthem

Douchebags, date rapists, and skeeves: allow me to introduce you to your Summer 2008 anthem.

Please Excuse My Hands [Feat. Jamie Foxx & The-Dream] (Explicit Album Version) - Plies

What is we gon' do? Between this and "Dat Baby," I can't even drive with my radio on anymore.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Miss You Much

I'm gonna need a slice of cheesecake.

The first cast member of my all-time favorite TV show, The Golden Girls, passed away today.

Estelle Getty put geriatric douchebags in their place as Sophia Petrillo for 7 years, each of which she was nominated for an Emmy (winning one in 1988). She lived with alzheimers and dementia in her final years, so perhaps it's for the best. She was 84.

The Best Week Ever blog actually has a good mini-tribute up with a hillarious YouTube video thrown in gratis. Check that out.

Monday, July 21, 2008

Get It Up (Radioclit Mix)

Oh, I obviously need a copy of Top Ranking

Get it Up (Radioclit Remix) - Santogold, M.I.A., and Gorilla Zoe

I don't know what my favorite thing about this track is: the fact that both Santogold and M.I.A. are on it, Gorilla Zoe's kick-ass verse, that Diplo just rocked my world Saturday and has apparently come back for the sequel, or that I managed to hear a song that repeatedly shouts "You can't get it up" just after I wrote a post on E.D.

No wait, I know. It's DEFINITELY the Street Fighter II samples at the beginning. Shoryuken, mothafuckas!

Enough Already!

After George Bush III John McCain's epic failure to explain why Viagra is covered by health insurance and birth control is not, Jack Cafferty's subsequent statement that floppy dicks are a "medical condition" while birth control is a "lifestyle choice," and the leaked memo from the White House that proposes classifying birth control as abortion . . . I just have one question:

What's so scary about a woman making decisions for her own reproductive organs?

You don't see women protesting pills that keep old-ass men serving up their $5 footlongs WELL after they've gone stale. (Though seriously, ladies, you should start.)

And let me just say if taking an oral contraceptive is an abortion, so is blowing your wad in a Kleenex Ultra-Soft. Next.

Friday, July 18, 2008

Lookin' Boy

I heard this on my drive to work this morning and almost wrecked my damn car.

Um . . . my favorite thing ever or just in this lifetime?

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

I Do Not Like Them, Sam I Am

Return to sender, please and thank you.

If you thought for a second that Fonzworth fuckin' Bentley could rap, then the joke's on you. I would say watching this video was a complete waste of my time, but at least I got my weekly dosage of tang in a convenient 4-minute supplement.


Sad Brett Favre Face breaks my heart clean in two.

Apparently Mr. Favre doesn't feel welcome in Green Bay anymore, but isn't ready to give up the game just yet.

I don't know much about football, but the dudes I hang with have been calling for ol' boy to retire since my freshman year of college. I'm just sayin'.

Monday, July 14, 2008

For the Kids

I've vocalized my distaste for The Reminder here and elsewhere, but Feist certainly knows how to make it hard to stay mad at her. This clip of the lady performing with the motley crew down on Sesame Street is a-damn-dorable.

And for what it's worth, I've liked "1234" since it was leaked prior to the album release. I even stayed liking it after it got astoundingly overplayed thanks to that iPod commerical. My gripe was that it was one of 3 good songs on the record. And I'm through.

The Burger Rap

Make no mistake about it--- white people are CRAZY.