Archive for March 8th, 2006

08
Mar
06

smoking baby

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a total Stewie moment. checkout the flicks of this chinese baby smoking.
or is that Angelina Jolie’s kid? I knew it was too good to be true.

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08
Mar
06

gripmaster

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it’s an end of an era…
we must have sold at least of 1000 of these bad boys.
in the turntablist heyday, we were moving these by the boxes.
it was the best product for improving crab scratches,
and strengthening your retarded pinky fingers.
kids used to carry them in their pockets
and use them to warm up for battles (in public nonetheless).
strange times, hillarious.
well, close to 10 years later, we are putting you to rest, Mr. Gripmaster.
RIP.

08
Mar
06

Seriously though.

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I know I’ve said it a couple times, but The Shield is the best shit on TV. I was talking about it with my friend last night, and he made a good point: it’s like they fixed what wasn’t even broken. Watching the last few seasons, you would never have thought that there was anything missing or wrong with the show — it was just The Shield being The Shield, and that was enough. Now, with hindsight, a whole season of Meryl Streep seems like a waste, and I wish they’d brought Whitaker in sooner. Every subplot this season — from stumbly ole Claudette down to the incompetent, snack-machine obsessed captain — seems like it has its place, and that definitely wasn’t true in the past. (Sidenote: remember when Dutch strangled the cat??) I mean, jeez… there’s less action now than there ever has been, and it’s somehow more exciting. It’s just the ridonkulous levels of intensity that Chiklis and Whitaker bring to every scene. Well, that and the pictures of the rookie in her underwear.

08
Mar
06

chelsea v. barcelona pt.2 recap

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if you didn’t watch the game last night, Barcelona forced a dominating tie (Chelsea scored on a meaningless penalty in injury time), and won on aggregate goals, advancing to the round of 8.
my observations on the game/series:
1) where art thou Lampard?
england’s world player of the year hopeful was a non-factor the entire series. Ronaldinho is just on another level.
2) Ronaldinho rubbing it in.
Ronaldinho seemed to cement his comments about Chelsea being less skilled by doing all those crazy flicks and holding the ball until he was fouled. His performance was godly. In comparison, he made Chelsea’s skill players (Robben and Cole) look like uncreative jocks.
3) Terry gets son’ed
The almight John Terry gets megged by Eto’o, and straight flattened by Ronaldinho on a way to a goal.
4) Barcelona muscle men
Although Ronaldinho and Eto’o were in the spotlight, props need to go to Barcelona’s trio of Puyol, Marquez, and Motta who man-handled the Chelsea attack.
5) Mourinho is truly a beyotch
I always thought Jose Mourinho was a slickly dressed, cool strategist; but the European media sniffed him out a while ago. He’s a little brat. Barcelona coach Frank Rijkaard, with his Jeri Churl perm (or whatever that is), is the real deal. And Jose, you gotta loose that scarf tied mommy-style.
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tonite: 12:30am ESPN2
Real Madrid vs. (my team) Arsenal