Maha’s 1st single: MGB (Money, Guns & Bitches)

Uh oh.  You niggas ain’t ready… My nigga Maha dropped the 1st single off his upcoming mixtape today.  The song is called “MGB (Money, Guns & Bitches)” Ft. Broadway George of AFB.  Maha will be the second out of SPD to put a project out .  Stacking Paper Daily & America’s Fly Boys affiliation.  Here’s a taste of what’s to come.

Follow him on Twitter: @DontFeedTheBird

(Yup. The same guy who wrote the “What’s Really The Point?” post exactly one week ago.)

Download Here—>  MGB (Money, Guns & Bitches)Ft. Broadway George


Welcome To ‘FAILFest’

Look at the poor giraffe.  Can’t even succeed at suicide.  It’s ok, Geoffrey.  You’re not alone.  Everybody fails.  We’re human.  But some fail triumphantly, and those are the ones that end up on youtube.

For those who don’t like reading much, it’s your lucky day.  Today, it’s all about visuals.  Getting right to the point.  Less reading, more laughing.  Since the Olympics have arrived let’s start with athletic fails.  WELCOME TO FAILFest!!!

After watching this next one, I had to download this game.  I just HAD to try it.  It’s pretty fucking impossible.  The way this kid fails is hilarious though.  “SWISS FUCKING CHEESE, GODDAMMIT!!”

It would be some shit if the guy who made this video actually made the game and is using these funny videos to promote it.  If it is, it worked.  If you wanna try this game,you can download 2 Trial versions on XBOX Live in the “Indie games” section. Search: The Impossible Game (The ‘Level Pack’ one is longer.)

Who’s ready for fat fails?! LET’S FUCKING GO!

The song is retarded.  I love the ending though.  One of my favorites.

We also got drunk motherfuckers…..

Daaaamn, girl! You really know how to make a man………………laugh til he cries.

Fuck this. I’m outta here.  I hope y’all enjoyed my half-assed post.  (I referred to Geoffrey as a human. No fucks were given.)  Gotta go.

Toodaloo Mothafuckaaaa!  *sits on cheetah*

MTV, Please Come Back!

Dear MTV,

Where the fuck you at, b?  You hit us with the famous deadbeat dad line, “I’ll be right back” and hauled ass.  We ain’t seen you for a few years.  All we have are bittersweet “photo album-like” memories to reminisce over on the internet and VHS tapings.  It’s not enough.  What were you thinking?  Introducing us to MTV2 and MTV Tr3s was your little way of disguising your weak ass programming, huh?  Sure you tried to make a few comebacks in the past.  Yo! MTV Raps (online), Beavis and Butt-Head, and even Celebrity Deathmatch on MTV2 for a while.  But those never lasted.  They were swept right out from under our feet yet again and left with what?  Friendzone, WakeBrothers and reruns of The Hills.  Are you out of your fucking mind?!!  While you’re at it, just change the name of the station already!  Add an ‘F’ to the front, seriously! Don’t get me wrong, Jersey Shore WAS ok.  WAS.  It’s the same shit every season though and we caught on to that.  It’s over for that shit now.  Nobody gives a flying flaming bag of dog shit about what a pregnant Snooki & J-Woww do on their lonely journeys together either.  Or what club DJ Pauly D is hitting up every night.  The only thing that actually represents what the channel should be is AMTV and that shit comes on too early in the day.

You’re really gonna let BET have the upper hand on you on something?  They actually have a music countdown that airs every weekday.  Let’s face it, nobody watches it because it sucks ass.  BET is “Strugglelandia” and the only thing worth watching there is the Hip-Hop Awards and the opening performance at the BET Awards.  Nothing else.  But at least they have a countdown.  Would it hurt to air MTV Jams again from 7-8 PM on a nightly basis before new episodes of ‘whatever-the-fuck’ comes on?  Or how about TRL from 3-5 again? (the hour long TRL sucked)  You do realize that ain’t shit on TV at that time and your ratings would be much better if you didn’t repeat episodes of oompa loompas “doing” sex all goddamn day, right? *sigh*

Other than FUSE, you’re the only network that doesn’t need ratchet reality TV shows to entertain.  All you need is a music countdown in the middle of the day that airs live from Times Square, NYC “Daly” to satisfy us and actually live up to the name of the network.  MTV, don’t leave us like this.  Please come back!


                                                                                                          Fan of 15 years

P.S.  Spring Break deserves to be aired strictly on TV.  Bouncing boobs and ass shakes don’t look as good on computer screens.

Until next time…  *walks like Shaggy into car wash to hide struggle tears*

The Dopeness: RAW 1000

In case you didn’t know, which you probably didn’t, the WWE reached a milestone this week no show has ever reached.  The “Longest Running Weekly Episodic TV Show without hiatus”, Monday Night RAW aired for the 1,000th time.  That’s crazy.  I mean think about it…for nearly 20 years, wrestling was on TV every single Monday without fail.  Who would’ve thought?  Vince McMahon GOTTA be a genius.  Somehow he convinced the USA Network (and briefly Spike TV which was TNN at the time) to televise sweaty, half-naked dudes slamming each other & acting like they’re beating the crap out of one another.  And occasionally bless our TV sets with hot athletic chicks in bikinis and sexy costumes.  Not to mention, the great mistakes that come with live programming like funny botches and boob slips.  Quite frankly, wrestling in general has lost a shit ton of viewers over the years because people grow up, catch on to the fakeness and just get turned off by it all.  But I kid you not, the 3-hour spectacle that was RAW 1000 cancels all of that out.  The shit was DOPE, son.  Allow me to recap.

The show started with a montage of RAW moments.  The happy moments, the sad moments.  Beautiful opening.  Take a look.

The crowd was amped!  Soon after, Vince McMahon was welcomed to the ring.  The 1st thing he did was thank the WWE universe.  He wasted no time and immediately welcomed D Generation X t0 come out.  Triple H and Shawn Michaels got their glow sticks waving and the they proceed to walk out to arguably the greatest wrestling theme ever.  The show is fire already.  They toy with the crowd for a short moment when Triple H says, “Hold on a sec…Didn’t there used to be more of us?”  Out comes X-Pac and the New Age Outlaws. (“Road Dogg” Jesse James & “Bad Ass” Billy Gunn) in an army jeep with the cannon on it.  Just like the good old days.  They joke around a bit and get the crowd warmed up for the rest of the show.

Famous catchphrases, a ‘Pedigree’ and a ‘Sweet Chin Music’ were delivered.

Moving right along.  Good ‘Ole J.R., Jim Ross returns for the millionth time but only this time……he had a goatee.  LMAO!  He looked hilarious.  Anyway, he only did commentary during one match.  A six-man tag team match: World Champion Sheamus, Rey Mysterio & Sin Cara Vs. Alberto Del Rio, Chris Jericho & Dolph Ziggler.  Sheamus pinned Dolph Ziggler for the win.  NEXT!

Charlie Sheen makes an appearance via Skype to share his thoughts on the show so far.

The next segment took place in the Divas’ dressing room where the Divas Champ Layla asks AJ if she was sure she wanted to marry Daniel Bryan later on in the show as scheduled.  And then…another memorable moment.  We got to see “Hacksaw” Jim Duggan, Rowdy Roddy Piper and….well, umm.
Remember how Mae Young gave birth to hand in segment a few years ago?  Yea.

*gasping for air*  The WWE is retarded for that.

Next thing I know, Dude Love was on my TV.  Not Mankind, not Mick Foley, not Cactus Jack…Dude. Love.  He put Mr. Socko to use, showed off his poor dance moves and dipped.

Next, Triple H & DX had a segment backstage with the lovely Trish Stratus.  Good to see her back.

Jerry “The King” Lawler introduces Slick as the reverend for Daniel Bryan and AJ’s wedding.  He was fun to watch.  The wedding was dope.  Think Triple H & Stephanie McMahon’s wedding a few years ago with a flipped script and a twist.

I loved it.  Well, I love anything with AJ in it.  Wit her cute ass…

Let’s just say it was Daniel Bryan’s worst nightmare.

It only got worse when The Rock walked down that ramp and hit that sumbitch with a Rock Bottom.  Oh yeah. The People’s Champ, The Great One, The Brahma Bull, The jabroni beatin’, pie eatin’, trail blazin’, eyebrow raisin’, heart stoppin’, elbow droppin’, “Most Electrifying Man In All Of Entertainment”.

After a quick commercial break, the dopeness just kept coming.  “The best there is, the best there was and the best there ever will be”, Bret “The Hitman” Hart comes out to introduce the next match.  Christian defends his title against The Miz.  The Miz becomes the new Intercontinental Champion.  Nothing special, unless you’re a Miz fan who for 1 or 2 years watched him struggle to become relevant despise his main event victory against John Cena at Wrestlemania 27, retaining his WWE Championship belt.  (Honorable Dope Mention:  The Miz came out to “Hate Me Now” by Nas Ft. Puff Daddy in that match. Dopeness.)

Triple H came back out, by himself this time.  He challenged Brock Lesnar to fight at Summerslam a while back and never got a response.  Paul Heyman comes out and turns down the challenge and insults Triple H’s kids in the process.

Stephanie McMahon had enough.  She went OFF on Heyman.

The boss’ daughter got what she wanted, as she always does.  Paul Heyman cracked.  Brock Lesnar will be fighting Triple H @ Summerslam.

Brock Lesnar comes out and all hell broke loose.  He ended up getting fucked up though.

HHH wasn’t playing that shit.

Next, WWE Superstars speak on the turning point for the company, the Stone Cold/Vince McMahon feud.

Santino and Hornswoggle come out afterwards to give out wrestling plush dolls.  I didn’t know “Brawler Buddies” were back but it reminded me that I had one as a kid.  They were called “Bashin’ Brawlers” back then.  I remember I had this one:

Wow.  This whole show had been a dope ass road trip down memory lane so far.

But it was far from over.  Howard Finkle came out to introduce Heath Slater.  This guy had been getting beat up by legends for the past 2 months.  Names like Cyndi Lauper, Rowdy Roddy Piper, Vader, Psycho Sid, Diamond Dallas Page, Bob Backlund, Animal from The Road Warriors and Rikishi.  Oh yea, and Doink The Clown.  But Doink got beat up.  This time, Heath Slater challenged anybody to walk down that ramp and…surprise!, surprise!.  LITA popped out!

And she brought the APA with her!  Bradashaw hit Heath Slater with a mean Clothesline From Hell.  Mean enough to make Ron Simmons say “DAMN!”

Fast forward to the next match, Kane walked out.  His entrance was interrupted by a bunch of loser ass no name wrestlers and they wanted his fade.  Kane was about to get jumped…and then, a gong.  The loudest crowd pop of the night!  The lights go out and out comes the Dead Man.

The Undertaker shows up to have his brother’s back.  The Brothers Of Destruction finally reunite and they start choke slamming & tombstone-ing everything in unison.  It’s about damn time!

SON!  All the former wrestling fans rejoice!

Last but not least, John Cena Vs. CM Punk for the WWE Championship.  John Cena won Money In The Bank this year but instead of cashing it in on an already battered opponent, he decided to set up a match.  I don’t think Cena will ever not be a babyface wrestler.  smh.

The match was pay-per view status.  Good match.  The referee was accidently pushed out of the ring and Big Show took advantage.  He came out and knocked Cena out with his big ass fist.  CM Punk was conflicted, he didn’t want to pin Cena because he knew it wasn’t right.  But eventually, he came to his senses and realized his title was on the line.  He dragged the ref in the ring and pinned Cena.  Cena kicked out.  He locked the STFU on Punk, when Big Show’s dumbass came and hit Cena.  Match Over.  Punk retains his title and Cena becomes the 1st wrestler to ever cash in the Money In The Bank briefcase and lose.  Big Show continued to cave Cena’s chest in.  CM Punk hesitated to help get him off of Cena, but The Rock didn’t.  The Rock came flying down the ramp.  He went on to ‘Layeth The Smacketh Down’.  Gave big ass Big Show a spinebuster and went right into The People’s Elbow.  CM Punk came in the ring and clothesline’d The Rock before he dropped the elbow.  The crowd showed mixed emotions.  CM Punk hits Rock with a Go To Sleep.

The crowd boos Punk and just like that…he turned heel.  He became a bad guy in 30 seconds.

Now what?

Only those who continue to watch RAW will get an answer to that.  As for everybody else, I’m sure this episode was one of the best to watch since you’ve stopped watching 10+ years ago.  It was enough to assure that there will never be a better all-around wrestling event quite like this one.  If you still want to see this dopeness for yourselves,the re-run will air tonight on Mun2. 

That’s enough wrestling talk.  Rick Ross’ album just leaked, so i’m gonna go see what that’s about.

Peace out!  *triple jumps into pool of mermaids*