I got this from one of my buddies who lives in NYC. Apparently this is a real commercial that actually airs on real television in the Bronx. (God bless America) This 1:10 of pure, unadulterated Awesomeness is best savored with the volume up loudly.
There might not be enough words in the B2K™ lexicon to adequately how awesomely bad this commercial is, but let's just start with the hair. Wow. Somewhere, Eriq La Salle is rejoicing that Soul-Glo has made it's triumphant return.
And this guys has some chops too. No, he'll never be The World's Most Interesting Man or even The Man Your Man Could Smell Like, but he's still got skillz. Enjoy.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Sometimes I Hate Facebook
For the record, I love Facebook. In addition to allowing me to connect to people I've met living all over the country, it provides delightful entertainment at times. Sadly, there are times when the bumrush of idiocy outweighs the entertainment value for me. One issue I have with Facebook is that it tends to bring out the stupid in people. Or rather, it allows the stupid in people to be broadcasted instantly and forcefully, in the form of inane Facebook updates.
First up we have the Quasi-Pious Update.
Leon ****** needs 2 jus wait 4 GOD 2 reveal my purpose, instead of trying 2 rush GOD 2 reveal my purpose.
Really? That's awesome. And i'm glad you saved so much time typing 2 instead to laboring to spell out to. Not to sound like the crotchety old man yelling "get off my lawn!" but how fucking lazy is that? And if it's not laziness, that's even worse, because you think it's cool. Guess what? Letters like U and R can mean words like You and Are! Sweet, huh? Douchetard.
How about the Superfluous Letter Update?
Erica ****** ♥ 's her bayybeeee!!!!
WTF? Call me old and crotchety (again) but I just don't get it when girlsss talk likeeee thissss I just don't understand what the need for those extra letters is. And when the hell did HANGIN WITH THE BESTIES become a fucking team sport?
And I loves me some Bullshit Internet Quote Update.
Wait for the guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, will stay awake just to watch you sleep...Wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, Who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without make up, one who is constantly reminding you how much he cares and how lucky is he to have you. Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, "...that's her."
Bullshit and bullshit again, I say. Girls that post crap like this are the same type of girls that cheat on guys who act like that. Enough said.
Finally, we need to include the Meathead Douchebag Gym Update.
Mike ****** dear Jack3d and AMP whey protein and pro preformance creatine 189, thank you for letting me bench 250 lbs 2x, that's almost double my body weight and makes me feel awesome
Dear Mike, nobody cares. Not about what supplements you're using to mold your 13-inch guns, nor about what routine you are doing down at the Y, and not even about which product you use in your hair.
On second thought, that's amazing. What product are you using in your hair?
First up we have the Quasi-Pious Update.
Really? That's awesome. And i'm glad you saved so much time typing 2 instead to laboring to spell out to. Not to sound like the crotchety old man yelling "get off my lawn!" but how fucking lazy is that? And if it's not laziness, that's even worse, because you think it's cool. Guess what? Letters like U and R can mean words like You and Are! Sweet, huh? Douchetard.
How about the Superfluous Letter Update?
WTF? Call me old and crotchety (again) but I just don't get it when girlsss talk likeeee thissss I just don't understand what the need for those extra letters is. And when the hell did HANGIN WITH THE BESTIES become a fucking team sport?
And I loves me some Bullshit Internet Quote Update.
Bullshit and bullshit again, I say. Girls that post crap like this are the same type of girls that cheat on guys who act like that. Enough said.
Finally, we need to include the Meathead Douchebag Gym Update.
Dear Mike, nobody cares. Not about what supplements you're using to mold your 13-inch guns, nor about what routine you are doing down at the Y, and not even about which product you use in your hair.
On second thought, that's amazing. What product are you using in your hair?
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