NEWSFLASH: Pompous Pricks Takeover America

Watch the video and taste bile.

Wow... who knew that Douchebags were such a driving force in the economy of the United States.
And what's even worse is that everyone's favorite soft talking, self worth extolling, sweater wearing skinny kids host is to blame.

That right ... Mr F'n Rogers brought up a group of namby pamby little shits that think your desire to succeed in life is laughable.

I probably wouldn't hate what's being presented here to me as much if it weren't for the astoundingly douchey generational spokespeople they interview or finding out that 1/2 of the graduating class from college now thinks it is ok to move home to mom and dad.

And really, did you think we wouldn't laugh at your limpdick antics of having your mother phone in your job interview and tell the CEO about what a nice boy and hard worker you are?

Scarfs suck and you suck for wearing them.

Okay, it's summer now, and I see people walking around wearing scarfs. Thanks for letting me know up front that you are a huge douche, and that I shouldn't waste my breath speaking to you. Those frilly Arabic scarves are for assholes, too. I'm glad someone else is fighting the good fight against that pretentious shit.

die.

back to the tv commercial hate. this shit is the worst.

still hating on the homeless.

the homeless hating continues, with this "homeless" cunt:

i see your true colors shining through.

FUCK THE HOMELESS PEOPLE

"haha! funny sign I should give your ass some money for being so honest"

maybe I'm just fucked up in the head, but for some reason I just hate these fucks with a passion. I know some of them are good people, but who gives a fucking RATS ASS! its not like you can learn anything valuable from a living pile of shit. the only thing thats stopping me from slicing these motherfuckers up is me not having cancer or aids. I know some of you are saying thats such an awful thing to say, well maybe your streets aren't being used as a toilet. so to you people that sympathizes with these shit stains, I guess I wont be seeing you pussies in hell...

THE MODERN DAY FLAGS OF OUR FATHERS.

WHY THEY HATE US.

Drug Deals on Google Maps

Well, it looks like he showed up about twenty-three years late, but Big Brother is finally here and his name is Google Maps: Street Veiw.

Here's another angle.

Watch yaself on the streets.

MO DMX FO DAT AZZ.

Yonkers rap star DMX will star in The Bleeding, a new upcoming horror/action flick about a family of vampires, AllHipHop.com has learned. In addition to DMX, the movie, also stars Michael Madsen (Reservoir Dogs, Donnie Brasco, Scary Movie 4), Armand Assante (American Gangster, E.R.), Vinnie Jones (Swordfish, Gone In Sixty Seconds,) Kat Von D (L.A. Ink) and others. The Bleeding centers around an ex-Army Ranger, who is seeking the person who murdered his parents. His search leads him to a family of vampires living in a former chemical weapons factory, which has been converted into a nightclub. DMX, born Earl Simmons, will start shooting The Bleeding next month, in North Carolina.

For the full story log on: http://allhiphop.com/stories/news/archive/2008/03/24/19519899.aspx

you really can't make shit like this up.

"What the fuck is a Barack?! "

Wow, whether its accusing his hoe of raping him and resulting in her pregnancy, admitting to his crack addiction, or his rumored cg movie project playing a kung fu pitbull, wtf, DMX never fails to pull through with some amazing shit.


Check out this interview with the X on XXL, some seriously hilarious shit in there.
Interview Link: http://www.xxlmag.com/online/?p=20332


Some excerpts:

Would you ever think about becoming the president of a label, like running your own label?
Yeah, probably.

What was the last time you got excited about a new rapper? When was the last time that you really liked somebody that was coming out?
I don’t recall being excited about a new rapper ever.


Are you following the presidential race?
Not at all.

You’re not? You know there’s a Black guy running, Barack Obama and then there’s Hillary Clinton.
His name is Barack?!

Barack Obama, yeah.
Barack?!

Barack.
What the fuck is a Barack?! Barack Obama. Where he from, Africa?

Yeah, his dad is from Kenya.
Barack Obama?

Yeah.
What the fuck?! That ain’t no fuckin’ name, yo. That ain’t that nigga’s name. You can’t be serious. Barack Obama. Get the fuck outta here.

You’re telling me you haven’t heard about him before.
I ain’t really paying much attention.

I mean, it’s pretty big if a Black…
Wow, Barack! The nigga’s name is Barack. Barack? Nigga named Barack Obama. What the fuck, man?! Is he serious? That ain’t his fuckin’ name. Ima tell this nigga when I see him, “Stop that bullshit. Stop that bullshit” [laughs] “That ain’t your fuckin’ name.” Your momma ain’t name you no damn Barack.

So you’re not following the race. You can’t vote right?
Nope.

Is that why you’re not following it?
No, because it’s just—it doesn’t matter. They’re gonna do what they’re gonna do. It doesn’t really make a difference. These are the last years.




Kill yo self!

cold blooded.

seriously, should we be heralding this lady for being able to take paul "hey jude" mccartney for $48.7 mil, or should we be hating her for being a gold digging amputee?

let's do a quick break down shall we?
heather's career prior to marrying paul was being a fairly unsuccessful model who appeared in nudie mags, was maybe a call girl, and lost a leg. after marrying paul, she was on "dancing with the stars".
paul's career prior to marrying heather was being a principle song writer and member in what many consider to be the greatest pop band of all time, getting arrested for weed in a japanese airport, forming another fairly popular pop band, and appearing in a simpsons episode. after marrying heather, he made some more albums that he probably shouldnt have made, sold out a tour or two, and continued being paul mccartney. oh and he was knighted in 1997.

so, after that quick comparison, it's pretty clear that heather is entitled to $48.7 mil (paul apparently is worth about $800 mil) because, you know, she earned it. granted they have a kid together, but unless things are different in england, that's what child support is for.

right?

i think big boi summed it all up the best in the 2007 summer jam "international players anthem":

Ask ask Paul McCartney the lawyers gettin sloppy
Slaughter slaughter of them pockets, had to tie her to a rocket
Send her into outer space, I know he wish he could
Cause he payin 20K a day, that bitch is eating good
Like an infant on a double D titty bitch is getting plump
Cause he miscalculated the next to the last bump

What is it gonna take?

If it is not already readily apparent to you, McCain could win. Our favorite candidates are so busily beating the hell out of each other in the public arena that McCain can step in and take it even without Nader meddling about and throwing off the vote. Sure it would be close, but then that's just how each of the last elections were lost... not by popular vote, but in the electoral college.


Pay attention it's happening right now.


Hillary, crawl down off that cross, it wasn't made for you.
Nader, just go away.
Obama, let's just hope you don't disappoint if you make it to the goal.

Mall Culture

Yesterday at lunch we somehow landed on the topic of mall culture and why it has any mass appeal at all.


I just never understood it...

Even when I was twelve (and that's been a long while now) and other kids from school would get dropped off at the mall to hang out with the other mall stooges, all I ever wanted from a mall was to get in, grab what I needed and get out. I distinctly remember walking into the mall and making a beeline directly for the shops I knew we had to visit while passing by kids I knew from school sitting on various planters and other mall furnishings. All this while security guards eyed my peers suspiciously (and leered creepily at the preteen girls dressed in madonna look alike garb).

What the hell made anyone want to sit around in a mall other than to wait for the next showing of a movie? I'm sure people watching has a certain appeal, but honestly how much fun is it to watch a bunch of middle age women mall-walk, glassy eyed stoners stumble toward the smell of Cinnabon and other kids the same age competing for space in the middle of the mall (I won't even go into the territory fights).

I think I just spent too much time with friends who actually liked to do things that didn't make them seem like they suffered from low-level retardation. We rode bikes, built forts, explored places we weren't allowed into and anything that didn't require the constant bombardment of invasive commercialism. Maybe we were addicted to sunlight. Whatever it was that didn't fire off in our skulls to make us lust after the filtered sun and fluorescent glow of the mall may have cheated me out of getting laid at a young age, but honestly I really can't say I care, we were more interested in having fun.

but then again...
I once owned parachute pants.

Dickzer

Spitzer and his hoes.

Spitzer super fucked up an' now he's shamed for eternity. Too bad he had to talk so much shit about hoes and be "tough" on such things as "crime" and "wall-street".

any ho, here's him and some leaked pixxx from his associated hoe-spot. I'm not sure which one's he ordered but last i saw on the news he's paid several thousand dollars like 6 times for high-class lady accompaniment.


























































































since this is a H8 blog i'll leave by saying Spitzer can eat a dickzer.