So, I signed up for 50 Cent’s tumblr today, obviously. You can’t get into some of the important areas (forum) without being registered. DONE. But I ran into some trouble on the registration page.

Sure. But REQUIRED FIELD? I’m pretty sure this is only so that 50 Cent can decide if he wants to fuck you [...]

There’s no way that DMX’s new movie, Last Hour, is straight to video! What?

Whoops on you, Hollywood. This is basically Juno 2, 4 blog though. DMX has a Tumblr. This is There Will Be Blood, except instead of oil it’s about the ruthless capitalism of the revolving door industry (pretty sure that glass is [...]

Here we go again. The X-TREME left wing liberal media ivy league lattes are at it again with their boo hoo cries of homosexual tree-hugging!

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What? No way! What’s the problem, guys?

They’re hugging! Just two human people of indeterminate race hugging the way people have been hugging in the jungle for centuries. They’re going to prom.
I [...]

Senator Obama! How do you think Tuesday’s losses effect…oh, shoot hold on…

Senator Obama, I just need to get a quote from you about…I just, oh jeez, hold on, sir,

Oh motherfucker. Does anyone have 18 triple-A batteries? I need to just…Just a quote, Senator. If you can just hold on…Someone has to have some motherfucking [...]

As usual, Mr. West has his finger on the pulse.

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Seriously, I am so sorry.

Sorry, Baby Carriage Industry Fat Cats, but Kanye West HAS CALLED YOUR BLUFF:

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Um, I really like Kanye West. I think that he is a good rapper and that his music is really fun to listen to and is refreshingly positive. And I think that his blog is funny and weird and I find it surprising [...]

Um, excuse me:

Yeah, I’m funnier than Jay Mohr. You know who else is funnier than Jay Mohr? Everyone. Everyone is funnier. That lady who takes pictures of Sudan babies to pay for her loft is funnier than Jay Mohr. And that’s just Jay Mohr. Let’s not even get into Jay Mohr on the subject of [...]

On Dec. 17, 1957, things came to a head. Trickey was inching her way between the tables in the lunchroom.
“I was holding the tray above their heads, trying to get through the aisle,” she recalls.
Meanwhile, junior Dent Gitchel was trying to eat his lunch.
“There were some guys harassing her along the aisle,” he says. “Some [...]

I recognize that this is now old and irrelevant, but let me say that that is not my fault. Spinks made this a long time ago. It’s not Spinks’s fault either. It’s your fault. Your mind wasn’t ready.

See, even now it is still blown.