Friday, November 20, 2009

I Would Watch This Show Every Week

(via Bossip)

And not just because I'm completely out of shape right now...

King James Work Out


"You wasn't crying at that damn table when you were stuffing your fat ass face."

HA!

Flashback Friday

I couldn't help, given the sudden resurrection of Aaron Hall, making this the week's Flashback.

The Juice soundtrack was one of the best, if not the best, hip-hop film score and "Don't Be Afraid" was on it.

I think it might've been his best video, too. Have you seen the clips for "I Miss You"? That's one of the most depressing things I've seen on MTV. And then that other video where his kid gets hit by a car when he's arguing with his baby's mother. Man, that's just a little too heavy. Give me some dancers in Cross Colours any day.

The best thing about this video is that it confirms the fedora, zoot suit, and 'gators combo is one of the most timeless fashion ensembles.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Aaron Hall

I only wish we had come up with a sketch as brilliant.



But apparently, that really IS Aaron Hall in this video.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

South Park Is The Shit

If you're not watching South Park I don't know what you're doing.

Butter's Bottom Bitch


The show sucked for a few years after the movie. But it's back. Trey and Matt are the freest guys on TV. They do whatever the hell they want. Sadly, I don't agree with most of their political opinions. Not at all.

But I respect the way they've EARNED the right to say what they want. They're the only show in TV with that power.

And the show is funny as hell.

I like this one

As pop videos go, this one is pretty hot.

Finally, Someone Asks the Question...

...the question we've all been asking ourselves.

Friday, November 13, 2009

We Have A Winner!

We've been looking for a word to describe that feeling you have between hearing about a horrific/extremely stupid/callous act in the news and learning the racial identity of the suspect.

from reader Anonymous: Racial Trepidation Anxiety (RTA)- the small anxiety attack that precedes knowing the racial identity of a criminal(s) or a participant(s) of an embarrassing event.

RTA it is.

Co-Worker: "hey, Bashir, did you see that video of that woman singing on the toilet?"

Me: "Ugh...no."

Co-Worker: "what's wrong?"

Me: "nothing...got a little RTA."

nice.