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I miss Japan.

I appreciate artists that keep it real, no matter what, to the bitter end. Case study: Curren$y, one of my favorite rappers from New Orleans, Curren$y was signed to Master P’s No Limit Records as a teen then stolen away by Lil Wayne and one of the first to be signed to Young Money Entertainment, yeah the one Drake is signed to.

Anyways, Curren$y was dropped by Lil Wayne a few months before Tha Carter III was released but not before they shot a nice expensive video for a Curren$y single off his shelved Young Money would-be debut LP, Music 2 Fly 2:

Despite being dropped by a label created by the most successful artist of 2008, Curren$y never stopped. He made his own label and clothing line with skateboarder Terry Kennedy and released a bunch of amazing stoner mixtapes with a redefined flow. Check out his latest video which is night and day budget wise with his wayne days. Just a green screen and talent:

Go download his free mixtapes and buy Fly Society clothing. Don’t sleep on this, son and appreciate a man on his grind.

NOW BUY MY DVD

(As a birthday gift to me)

*Not Drunk

With the passing of our beloved freakizoid, Michael Jackson, and the close call recovery of alpha nerd Steve Jobs, comes the rude awakening: we’re running out of eccentric geniuses!

The spice of life for all us consuming, working class elves is the joy, excitement, and intrigue such super human celebrities bring to our lives. Whether it was a dance step, an amazing song, or a cell phone that puts Star Trek’s Tricorder to shame, we rely on such superior beings to enrich our empty existence.

Keep in mind when I say; world, I mean North America. Japan is rife with weirdos constantly making kooky shit but I can’t understand or buy half of the stuff anyways. Nintendo did it’s part by releasing the very Wonka-esque Wii and the father of Mario, Shigeru Miyamoto, does his part to give the company the appropriately creepy, child molesting vibe.

Which brings us back to Jacko, not only was he a musical genius but he took dance moves to a whole different level. That motherfucker invented special shoes to pull off his dance moves. In the smooth criminal music video when they did that crazy forward lean they used wires but when they took the show on tour MJ invented special shoes that clicked into the stage like ski boots. That’s motherfuckin’ badass!!

I’m glad Jobs is still alive. I look forward to every year’s Apple Conference when they announce their latest gimmick. Apple makes electronics sexy enough to throw money at. Honestly, next time that man comes on stage, with his blue jeans and child molesting black turtle neck, we should all toss money at him ’cause he deserves it. I guess that’s what the stockholders do anyways.

So I guess that’s what killed Michael, not the constant pressure since childhood to perform, not the demanding fans or the badgering media, and not the lack of a real human life, but the very fact he was running out of money because ultimately money is the life blood of all these eccentrics. They need money to bring their weird and wonderful ideas to life. That shit itching inside their brains and eating away at their souls wont come into realization for free, you know.

You killed Michael! MJ was working his ass off prepping for the London come back tour. Neverland Ranch desperately needed the 50 milli. Don’t let this happen to any of our other precious Wonkas. Please don’t stop buying their shit and for the love of god don’t stop paying attention them.

We need these extraordinary people to preserve the sense of magic and wonder in our hearts that religion has failed to do…except for the child molesting part.

If you would like to share a story of another living Willy Wonka, please do so in the comments.

I’m sure your boss will appreciate this cheeky, little, green fertility god sitting on your desktop. I picked this up in Peru as a warning to all the ladies fortunate enough to enter my love den.

I’ll hit that bottom.

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As an early Nowrūz gift I present to you the Pomegranate Devil Desktop Background which images were featured in the latest video.

Set this as your desktop and fear the reaper.

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This was the video that killed my external hard drive. Enjoy!

Episode 8: Baba gets the munchies.

Baba and I are stuck in Port Hope in the middle of a snow storm. We manage to trudge to the local library to suck up as much internet as we can. We just begun production on episodes of Pedar va Pesar as we try to tough out the final stretch of this great Canadian winter.

Alert! Video games suck because they let you do things you aren’t ambiguous enough to do in real life. Like smash a midget with a large axe or steal a car while high on PCP. Nothing can give you that thrill other than your will to follow through with your monkey raping thoughts that sit in the back of your brain.

And no just smoke that shit man!

I got HDTV access in my bedroom. It feels like I injected my veins with junky society and pop culture. I’m loving every bit of it. I pass out on my bed with PBS Detroit running educational shit through my brain. And finally I can look through the follicles of all the late night greats.

Anyways, when the fuck is GTA IV coming out? I got all this bullshit in preparation of being able to virtually be a person who has the balls to do what I dream of.

I’m watching Oprah’s big give. Oprah’s like a reverse Hitler. I hope she takes over the US. Why can’t Oprah be the first black/female President of the United States of Amerikkka?

Help us, lord.