Krispy Kreme and Money Maker Mike is like the Olive Garden: they're absolutely terrible but I don't care, still love it! Mixing in his unbelievably cheesy rhymes with the whole Beastie Boy's Sabotage theme, it just made it perfect. Keep it up, guys! Before you know it you'll be writing songs about stolen cars. You can make a series out of it!
Question: Is it wrong to make fun of a paraplegic even if he's a devil worshiping Nazi? I've been holding onto this song made by a total failure of a human life for a while because I was trying to figure out that very question.... then eventually completely forgot about it.
I really don't believe anyone would think ill of me when I say if anyone should be stricken with losing the use of his legs, it would be an idiot like this guy. I mean, hell, I'm pretty damn sure there's some mental retardation stuck in the mix as well. And who knows, maybe he's half retarded and stuck in a wheel chair because he's a satanic Nazi who pissed off the wrong guys.
Yet another example for why teenagers shouldn't have iPhones. At most this could be considered pedo candy, for the very least it's absurdly disturbing. We're learning a lot about what isn't sexy today: a zit covered awkward boy in his jammies and fluffy robe ≠ sexy. So yes, we could have done without the panning crotch shots.
Dyeing your hair pink doesn't make a woman Rihanna. Last time I checked Rihanna doesn't have a huge gap in her teeth, mounds of cellulite and an extra 40 lbs of fat *primarily located in the ass*. On top of that, if that wasn't unfortunate enough, her voice.....she makes Rihanna sound like Whitney Houston.
Oh man I'm amazed how deeply this pile of crap buries the needle on the ol' douche-o-meter. There is nothing more annoying than a pencil-neck geek with way more ego than ability. Guess that's what we get babying our children, telling them they're special even if all they do is sit around playing XBox and masturbating. *Not to say that's a bad way to spend a Tuesday*
The only reason I decided to share this video is because I strongly believe we've found how prog rock was conceived: some dude stoned out of his mind, depressed in a dark room all alone with an acoustic guitar. Who knows, when not completely stoned out of his mind, he could be the next Alex Lifeson.
Living in Oklahoma among all these OKC Thunder fans has been pretty entertaining these last few weeks. It seems like every other car has something Thunder plastered all over it. A person at work, every game night, will wear her Thunder t-shirt and hat religiously and she's not the only one. And God forbid any work gets done during game play.
I know nothing about basketball. Everything he was talking about in this video, I'm clueless. What I do know is lately the more OKC Thunder has been losing, the less and less flags and t-shirts I've been seeing. A merchant who set up a stand at a closed gas station near my house for over a week isn't there today. It's sad how so many people can so easily jump on and off a bandwagon. If I gave a damn I would be pretty pissed about that.
This guy has been spamming many people I know, asking them to promote his song. You have to admire his tenacity; self-promotion is a true art form in which only a special few manage to truly excel......and a skill I personally suck at. It surely would have gone viral if it wasn't such a lame rap. Who know's, maybe he'll get some kind of Rebecca Black attention. That's the thing: generally speaking if you want to promote something, first it has to be worth promoting. But, even with a bar set so f--king low these days, there is plenty of proof suggesting that, no, it can be a steaming pile of crap and still be wildly popular. With that in mind, God's speed Kabir! God's speed!
R.A.E.D. has already blessed us with many examples of his virtually random and unintelligible rap styling and in this video he's also blessed us with his wonderful acting skills. I can encourage a person to work on their craft but one would think after a while he'd actually learn something. I suppose there's no where to go when you've already reached the peak of your ability.
I have the feeling this isn't a talent show but rather a beauty pageant. I've been to enough beauty pageants to know fully well how no one wants to tell the pretty girl she can't sing. No matter how sexist it may sound, sometimes the only talent some pretty girls have is being pretty....and, well, let's not get into how else they may excel. Let's just say there's a town in California ripe full of these girls, many of which with daddy abandonment issues.