White Dreads

C'mon, really. Grind that beeswax into your wig of stinky breadsticks and tell us your hair does this naturally. If you're going to dismiss the benefits of bathing, a shaved head is a reasonable, responsible and low-maintenance way of being dirty. I'm sure they make a product in Maine or Vermont or some place that's sweat lodge friendly that would keep your hair from "naturally" dreading. You know, some type of soapish thing that will clean anything. I want you to use the same thing to brush your teeth that you use to lather your up your asshole. Why stop there? You can take care of plaque while you wax your Prius with the same shit. You missed a spot on your JAH 420 vanity plates. I like weed too, but do you have to take the same approach as the Irish on St. Patrick's day. "I'm so Jah that you have to see it to believe it." Believe me, when a cop sees those festering hairy baguettes cascading from underneath that toaster cozy on your head, it's not going to help when you are wearing custom, "Free Mumia" messenger bag with a blu-ray copy of "The Harder They Come" inside, and enough patchoulli to melt that new wax job right off of your fucking hybrid.
Thanks for listening, enjoy.

God, not just for crazy adults

This kid has God all up in them guts.

Acapella baby-core.

Balls rolling

Ernest Borgnine wasn't the only creepy fellow on the smash-hit-action-romp, AIRWOLF. No, the , seemingly dashing, Jan Michael Vincent, was quite the busy chap. He's apparently somewhat of a disappointment. I'm providing an abridged list of prior convictions to shed some light on what some of our beloved, beat-down by life, celebrities have been up to. Off-screen activities excite us all, especially when you get to see that the asshole who does shots of water, at the bar, while feeding some girl flammable levels of real alcohol is not so different from the jagoff flying a really fucking cool helicopter. Believe it or not, the quote in the second image, is a real quote. Top notch.


The Jan Michael Vincent (find out what it is, all you have to do is ask)

From good touch to bad touch, and back again

This is the genesis of the unknown.  Feelings may be hurt, boners may be induced, and government watch-lists may grow.  Realize this, we're here to entertain ourselves.  Be prepared to read about Jan Michael Vincent and Czechoslovakian Piggybanks.  

-Ben