Drink Much?

So...Im sittin on my couch watching some CSI on Spike (the O.G. CST, go Grissom!) at like 3 p.m. and this commercial came on. I could not believe my eyes. I really don't know what to say about it, I'm split on it. Part of me would love to have to go to the club, as a clever way of avoiding exorbitant drink prices (unfortunately for now H-Man is ballin ON a budget...), and the other part of me thinks that this is the last thing the American people need, they are rampant enough alcoholic binge drinkers already. All i DO know is that this Drake "Fun" Thomas character is definitely lame as fuck. Though it looks like the dude can draaaank... The "Disposable Flask": A gift or a curse?

Thank You Chuck!

So the new beef this week is actuall really surprising ; Charles Hamilton vs. Soulja Boy! Mr. Hamilton went on the record somewhat criticizing the ringtone rapping bullshit that allows a disgrace like Soljah Boy to exist, and evoked a response from him. The end result is THIS hilarious "diss" song, done with auto-tune for comic effect over T-Pain's "Can't Believe It". Charles Hamilton, a.k.a. Sonic the Hedgehog, is an amazingly creative artist that has been working tirelessly, releasing mixtape after mixtape, whereas Soljah Boy has done absolutely nothing except for creating a ridiculously annoying dance. Charles Hamilton is part of the future of hip-hop, and hes definitely battling Camron for supremacy over the color pink!

The Most Loveable Hater

I was flipping through my iPod at the library today, trying to find some peaceful music that wouldn't distract me too much from my mathematics trying-to-remember-all-that-bullshit-from-high-school session, when i stumbled upon something that just seemed perfect for this forum, George Carlin's rant of "Things That Piss Me Off" (Get it HERE) I could not switch the track, and despite being in a silent library I was having a very hard time controlling my laughter Its brilliant, he foul-mouthedly, methodically, and hilariously goes through things that piss him off. He truly was a great comic, so muc more intelligent and educated than most of the entertainers out there, the man truly knew waht he was talking about. It was truly sad to see him go last year. Some of us may even remember him as the narrator/conductor of one of my personal favorite television shows as a child; Thomas The Tank Engine. I know it seems crazy, but its true, look it up... R.I.P George!

... Part II

You may wonder why i have yet again posted a picture of Ghostface again, and even if you were not wondering I am about to tell you. I have decided that whenever i write about experiences (both Fresh and Wakk...) that happen to me in New York City that i do not have any photos of, Ghost will be accompanying picture. I mean, after all, no New Yorker looks more thugged out or crazy than Ghostdeini the Great (besides for maybe ODB, may God rest his eternal cracked out soul). I did not deliver photographic proof of the extreme debauchery that went down in the Rotten Apple as i had promised, but i will tell you, debauchery on a massive scale definitely happened. After a monstrous 36 hour drinking rampage that involved phenomenal amounts of whiskey and vodka, as well as a Fresh Mango Margarita (breakfast at Cafe Habana, Prince St. and Elizabeth, mmmmmm.) and a coule 40s, H-Man hit rock bottom. Only MJ and he remained til closing time that night, when after a terrible attempt at speaking Spanish most terribly and inappropriately, H-Man was seen on the street of the Lower East Side kicking garbage bags and chasing after rats. That's right ladies and gentlemen, disgusting, and perhaps even wakk. As a result of this most enjoyable yet so destructive binge, I got sick as a dog and had to stay in the next night and watch MJ get drunk while we played video games, topped off by getting up mad early and having to endure the 5 hour bus ride back to D.C. with a splitting headache and a ever. So much fun followed by so much pain. All in all, awesome weekend, big props to MJ and EQ, I love you motherfuckers.

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Nothing wack to report today my friends, cuz tomorrow ill be in New York Fuckin Citaaaaaay. It's my boy EQ's birthday, he was my sound mixer and producer for my hip-hop radio show back in Paris. Hes flyin from LA to NYC for some celebratin, so i'll be takin the bus tommorow afternoon. I might not be postin so regularly this weekend, but ill take plenty of photgraphic evidence of the debauchery that is bound to ensure, and ill try to hate long enough to be able to find something to write about for this forum, haha. Have great weekend, and just for once (its the only time ill ever say this!), don't hate, appreciate.

Anti - Drug?

Have you ever seen those "Above The Influence" anti-drug commercials. Do you ever sometimes think that the supposed "negative situations" depicted seem hilarious? I saw this commercial, and just started laughing hysterically. Wouldn't you want to walk in your kitchen all high and shit, lookin for a snack, and have your dog start TALKING to you? It seems crazy that anti-drug advocates (especially anti-weed...) somehow think that a talking dog might discourage youth from smoking weed. If anything, a talking dog may be great motivation for someone TO smoke. It just baffles me. It reminds me of the scene in road trip where Barry's (Tom Green) grandfather smokes and the dog starts talking to him (see below). Don't be afraid to light up and enjoy!

CONDOM DOG UPDATE!

So apparently, the dog discussed on Attack The Wakk yesterday is not dead (yet...), but is in the doggies hospital attached to a tube (i don't quite know how). There is no word yet on my boy's relationship status, but lets all hope that Brooke (the sick dog) pulls through from the awful experience of ingesting semen filled latex. Ill keep you updated on any further developments...

CRAZIEST WAY TO GET CAUGHT CHEATING!

Right, so cgheck this: After i went to the Clipse party last night, I met up with one of my boys, who told me the craziest story I have ever heard from almost anyone's mouth. This anonymous individual has a girlfriend. While his girlfriend and family were away for the holidays, he volunteered to house-sit for them. While house-sitting, he ended up fucking some other chick at his girlfriend's house. After the deed was done, he somehow inexplicalby just left the used condom on the floor. Unfortunately for him, the family's dog (which apparently is pint sized) happened to eat that condom. The dog proceeded to get very sick in the next few days, so much so that when the girlfriend and family came back to town, yesterday, they took the dog to the vet. Upon pumping the dog's stomach the veteranarian found the condom, and insisted that it contained sperm. My boy gets a call at 9 pm last night with his girlfriend screaming at him and telling him that her dog is going to have to be put down, and that its his fault. I haven't had the nerve to ask him if the dog died, and he certainly has not admitted to his actions....i hope the dog is alright, but regardless, this is the type of story that legends are made out of...