Cosby Bebop--Tank! →
— Xzibit on Twitter. There you have it, Tumblr.
(Thanks to Lisanti for tipping me off about the wondrous Tweets of Mr. X)
WOW! X to the FU 2 ASSHOLE. Does “it’s fucking old” mean he’s been aware of the joke for awhile, was offended, and just didn’t respond? Well, either way, “sup dawg” just became my new favorite thing in the world, and I’ll give some major props to those who produce them in double- time step-on-the gas mass quantity amounts and gets them in front of his stupid face. so that he can’t make a move without people on the street going “SUPPP DAWWWG.” god, fucking primadonna bitch, go build a car and drive it off a cliff, x to the exclamation point on that one.
It's Godzilla bukkake night
How to Get Work in a Recession: be 12-years old and review food. Then live off your royalties. →
The Two Acceptance Speeches You Should've Seen This Weekend →
Best Racist Oscar Speech Ever.
Things I Find After Googling "Pokemon Cosplay"
Friends,
Yesterday I told you about a close friend of ours whose son was saved from almost certain moral turpitude by the power of prayer. For every child who is saved from damnation hudreds are allowed to continue their involvment with Pokemon - the crazy addictive kid-cult that kills. Let us now explore some of the unfortunate consequences of growing-up without Christian moral guidance - as you can see, the results are profoundly shocking:
By the age of 9, most Pokemon-players (or poke-maniacs) begin to develop horrendous nightmares: Every night they are haunted by visions of the ungodly creatures such as Pikachu. According to the pokemon cartoons, this hideous monstrosity stuns and kills it’s prey by shooting electric-shocks from it’s tail and cheek-patches. Kids are programmed to think that if they do not obey Mr. Pikachu he will come for them in the night and devour their helpless bodies, thus “evolving” them into “Ghastly” - the “Ghost Pokemon”.
Apparently, you can smoke a Hookah. Filled with "Straight Alcohol." And then use a bed upstairs to sleep or molest your then-drunken date. Otherwise known as: BEST. HOOKAH.BAR.EVER. →
“My game was very sexual. The main character was, like, a giant penis. It was like Mario Brothers, but the ghosts were, like, vaginas. Mind you, I’m 12 years old, and this is stuff 30-year-olds are programming. You’d have to draw in and program every little step - it literally took me all night to do a step, ‘cause the penis, y’know, had little feet and eyes.”
this is far superior.
If only you could Blingee the news.
The Jamba Juice at 5th Avenue and 42nd Street was robbed at gunpoint yesterday morning. The robbery was a case of (peach) perfection with cops arriving in time to spot the assailant, but not able to capture him when he fled as swiftly as a (strawberry) surf rider. During the robbery, two employees on duty were given a (protein berry) workout as the robber, described as a six-foot black man, (chocolate) moo’d them to the back room. He then cleared out the cash register and safe while he likely achieved a state of (strawberry) nirvana. Despite being armed, no (wheatgrass) shots were fired and the thief can now only hope for some form of immunity (boost) if he is caught.
Coming soon, to a theater near you:
Keanu Reeves is…COWBOY BEBOP.
"I would like one SuperBeef please." →
“He ordered like 20 dollars worth of food” the kid stammered out, obviously thrilled to be talking about it, “And he left me a 160 dollar tip. Then he asked for a Sprite and gave me forty bucks for it.”
Celebrities, they’re just like us.
Related: Shaq is bigger than the internet.
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and then I was re-fired from GiggleBarn once they saw what I spent my time doing and watching.
Stupid College Humor and their stupid beer pong skills.






