No Mad.

Posted on 12/22/09, in Uncategorized, by bishoujojade


“That’s a good word for it. NoMAD. Cuz I ain’t mad.” -Bizzy Bone.

All I know is that amidst either a holy ghost high (which I think Jesus would be ’smite’ingly upset as being the scapegoat for this catastrophically ignantbehavior) or with a very strong hallucinogen doing the stanky-bootydo-leg ( I would refernce “jerking”…but I don’t acknowledge that strange brand of shitism) through his system, we bare witness to one of the most public forms of intoxication fuckery to every hit the airwaves.

Now before I EVEN allow those unfamiliar with this clip to peek-a-crackhead, it cannot be said that this isn’t one of the FIRST. Oh no, people have been showing their whole entire ass on various forms of media for years.

Such as….

Commentary is almost unnecessary, as the Godfather of Soul (RIP J-Breezy) rips and runs through vowels, destroying any possible recognizable sentence structure, all whilst donning the funkiest, BADDIEST shades I’ve ever seen.




And this…

That’s just funny. How in the liverpudding hell, do you get THAT drunk? It’s torture enough for your family members, but we, citizens with full viewership to YouTube, are thus tortured with that mammoth wolly pectorals of yours, Mr. Hasselhoff. Hell kinda fertilizer are you using on your chest?




Now…this shit right here? This shit right here? THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE?










No really…I can’t. I’m weak.