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Ep 279: Overeaters Anonymous

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“You got so upset because I said you had a small dick.”

Ok, so I got an early press copy of the new Snoop Dogg album entitled “Malice N Wonderland” because obviously we are press, and I just have to say, I don’t understand anymore. The intro, and every single song has a reference to jerkin. Is this some sort of new term the white man doesn’t understand? Like skeet skeet was for them in the 90s, the 00’s are going to be all about jerkin. I thought I used to know what jerkin was, you know, dick in hand, something sexy (or humiliating) on the computer screen, sitting in your desk chair with a paper towel next to you. That was jerkin, but all this jerkin talk on this new album, I just don’t get it. Also, if it hasn’t been said already, let me just throw this out there right now. I think you should retire Snoop. Not because you are getting old or anything like that, but because I don’t believe you have anything else to say that’s worth hearing. It’s ok Snoop, you’ve done a lot for the game, but you are fast approaching the point where if you continue to keep making albums, you will start to negatively effect hip hop. We will all L B C ya later… You can still make beats and produce, just please stop rapping. The game has been really good to you, don’t make the same mistake hundreds before you have made. Get out while the gettin is good.

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Ep 271: Valroids

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“I gave you an¬†artificial¬†erection, to make sure that the stitches would hold.”

The healing time begins. Everything seems weird to me now, like I’m watching it from above, play out below me. Sure I can interact with it, but sometimes it’s more fun to just sit back and watch. I’m not sure how long this lasts for, maybe its the dream state created by the pain meds, maybe it’s the way my body is choosing to deal with the trauma. Maybe it’s a little bit of both. I’m not looking forward to going back to work, but we all gotta make money. The three day weekend was nice, but like all good things, it comes to an end. It needs to. If we were constantly on vacation, that would turn into work, and it wouldn’t be as fun. You’ll see what I’m talking about. Wearing the jock strap became more uncomfortable than it was worth, so I took it off. You were all laughing at me anyways, so I didn’t think it mattered.

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