Peep tis baby pinkie getting’ it in to some dance hall music. No really she’s really getting’ it. Eff Beyonce! I need to be practicing this dance. And winding! And winding! And winding!
Peep Brother Franklin. Brother Franklin is known in and around the Houston area for breaking the muh-fucking dawn when its time to give his offering. I love how the father pulls his daughter out of the way of Bro. Franklin because he knows the coonery that is about to ensue.
I would like to thank Mr. Jordan for this here gem. Apparently this was in heavy rotation on “The Box” and I just happened to miss it. I would have definitely remembered the chorus.
I was discussing cod pieces not too long ago. No comments please. Those of you who know me understand, or at least tolerate, my fixation with crotches. Anyway, Larry Blackmon of Cameo of course came up in the discussion. And since I couldn’t find the video for “Back and Forth” where a giant cod piece swings across the screen during the entire video, I decided to post “Word Up.” How could I forgot Levar Burton was in this? So random. BTW I wish I could live in this video. Neon and hair spray and spandex, oh my!
You can fast forward to 2:20 because that's where most of the acrobatics begin. But I suggest you watch this the whole way through. It’s basically an instructional on how to go straight to hell. Do not pass go. Do not collect $200. At 4:10 my soul knew it was too far gone so it doused itself in holy water and entered a wet t-shirt contest.
So I got this vid from fellow Passaician, Dee, and um…I must forewarn you that this amount of zestyness may send you straight into cardiac arrest. I have solomente un pregunta…how the hell did he get those shorts on and, ahem, where is his (dot, dot, dot) thing?
I was just talking to C-Rob about how I need to go out more and break it down like I used to in college cus dancing til my hear was drippin wet was how i kept my tummy tight back in the day. So anyway, I as looking for a song that would bring me back to days of taking shots of Hennassy before hitting up a student center party but most of them had their embedding disabled. Bastardos! The above song though is a testament to the fact that once upon a time, in a land far far away I could drop down, get my eagle on, and twirk it with the best of them. Memmmmrieees!
My friends, Danny and Rhonda, introduced me to this phenomenon sweeping the Jamaica and poppin up all over reggae joints in the states called Daggering…UM,after watching this video my uterus forced me into a dark alley held a gun to my head and said that if I EVER let anyone do this to me I’ll be swimming with the fishes.True story.
Anywho, watch this (at your own discretion and with an empty stomach) and tell me what you think.Be forewarned you are about to embark on a ladder leaping, swan diving, back breaking, head punching,peen busting, choochie popping adventure.
My only prayer: Do not try this at home…or anywhere else for that matter.
Video of the Day So my boobie, Brewer, collaborated with the Nockforce Crew, Ian and Jim, to create what I can only call this masterpiece. Ian and Jim have been working on their viral series Nockforce since ’07. In the shorts effnocka and F**Kforce have random convos (as most of us do every day) while weird or interesting things are going on around them. This beauty here is called “Bootleg Hut.” Enjoy! And Visit the guys at nockforce.com or at their youtube page here.
This is not only in dedication to our two years together. But it’s also symbolic of the douchebags next door who just don’t know when to quit with the techno music.Here’s a hint guys…Sunday morning at 8am is time to quit.
Here’s 50 chicks dancing to “Single Ladies" in Piccadilly Square for a Trident ad.
Can you imagine walking up from the subway into that mess? I think I’d have to go back home, get into bed and wait for Armageddon, cus that’s a clear sign we’re in the last days.
This shit right here… As I was telling Kelly, I’m no bible beater but even a heathen like myself an see that this is disrespectful as hell. God and all his angels need to rain down their fury on this sacrilegious fool.
I was on the phone with Jon-Boy the other day and he said, “You know what? I want money. Lots and lots of money.” He wasn’t referenceing the song because when I started singing it there was silence on the other side of the phone, which I attributed to confusion…and possible annoyance.Anywho, I figured I’d bring back a little bit of love, peace and happiness from Calloway’s mouth to your ears.Enjoy!
I know I'm late with this vid but whatevs. Here are Ma and Pa Jenkins singing the Breakfast song. They want to let us know that men can’t live on bread alone. But “No Mo’ Bacon?!?!” Eff that!
Following the finale of one of the most awesome shows on the planet “RuPaul’s Drag Race,” I’ve been feeling extra haggy. Yesterday in the shower this song popped into my head out of nowhere and it’s been ringing the alarm in my brain ever since. (Lo twirls whilst singing: You’re not too big./ You’re not too small./ You’re not to short./ You’re not too tall./ Ooo lemme stop lovin’ myself!/ Ooo lemme stop lovin’ myself!)
Paint her caramel and put a Rasta wig on her and that’s EXACTLY what I look like practicing the “Single Ladies” choreography. Ask Brewer…he won’t admit it because he loves me and wants to spare my feelings but I’m sure he’ll shoot you a knowing look.
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