Archive for June, 2009
Buzz Aldrin Turns Shit Up a Notch!
by Cliff on Jun.24, 2009, under Laugh, punks!
Didn’t think Buzz was Da Bomb? You best beg forgiveness, bitch! Witness as Buzz works with Snoop and Talib Kweli to get his rap game on. Turns out Buzz is an OG! I don’t see Neil Armstrong throwin’ down cause bitch be FRONTIN’!
And if you think you ready, get all up in da muthafucka!
Bring on the Stardom!
by Cliff on Jun.19, 2009, under Creative Shit
Ah yes, nothing is going to make me bigger than potentially the geekiest of the geekly arts…a podcast!
Yes indeed ladies and germs, your dreams have been realized…now you can enjoy half an hour of myself, Liam, James and Vlad (yes, look upon the pages of content Vlad had absolutely nothing to do with producing) as we discuss important issues. Topics range from the utter uselessness of Future Shop employees to the TV show Chuck, taking plenty of segueways to places like ‘Crystal Meth has at least one decent side effect’ town and ‘What drugs must various comic/movie villains be hooked on’ ville (shockingly, none of us were high on anything during these recordings). And who can forget the theater of a woman who lights cats on fire for recreation?
Gene Shalit raves “Seriously, I’m the living embodiment of Mario!”

Look upon the results of the only Internet search EVER for Gene Shalit pics
Some ‘critic’ (Bob the Hobo, after we handed a crisp 5 dollar bill and a bottle of Olde English 800 to him) raves “These guys is people, man!” before taking a shit on a stoop somewhere!
How can you possibly turn it down?!
Don’t reject it…get it HERE.
**Like nearly every other damn thing on this blog, it’s probably not safe for work, children or those who enjoy rationality.
HELLZ YEAH, BITCHES! Updated to Worship the Crossbar.
by Cliff on Jun.12, 2009, under Err...Stuff

Marc Andre Fleury with the Cup
Not pictured is hero #2, the crossbar of the net behind him. Hell, I’ve been trying to find a shot of the footage of him literally petting the damn thing after it stopped a shot from Niklas Kronwall that snuck by him (they showed it during the TV broadcast…funny as Hell).
UPDATE : And here it is! I can now honor the crossbar!
And since Maxime Talbot also deserves some serious kudos, I will honor him the best way that I know how…embarassing, reprehensibly bad commercial spots! Actually, the ‘classic’ ad is blocked from embedding because FSN suck, but luckily there’s a followup as Max macks on the ladies.
And, in an attempt to cheer up ‘poor’ Marian Hossa, who if memory serves turned down more money and a long term deal with the Pens to go to Detroit and, well, LOSE, here’s something that should spark his flagging spirits.

And I'll just pass the puck to Marian H...oh...right...never mind.