Bronson lost a bit of weight, at least enough to do the splits and post up Godzilla. His first "real" album, Mr. Wonderful, comes out March 24.
This is the trailer for The Marshawn Lynch Story, which was apparently made by Lynch and the guys who organize his Skittles by color. You may find it funny, assuming you're like me and a fan of films by Master P/Cam'Ron/your friend whom YouTube should have never given 10 minute upload privileges. The highlight comes at the 2:40 mark. A possible whooty says "Hey little Marshawn," to which Beast Mode replies, "Get up outta here, you scrub."
Well, apparently men can't dance with unmarried women in Saudi, so these guys decided to dance with each other. Similar to what Prodigy from Mobb Deep did when he was in prison. From AP:
The news website Ayn al-Youm reported Saturday that the Commission for the Promotion of Virtue and the Prevention of Vice raided a private property in the city of Buraydah, arresting the men inside for "loud music and inappropriate dancing..."
An unnamed official told the website that when members of the morality police raided the private property, they found the young men in "a comprising situation in their dance and shameful movements." The official said there was also a cake and candles to celebrate one of the men's birthdays.
No details were released about how many men were arrested or their ages. The official did, however, say that the young men's hairstyles and dress were not traditional, and urged parents to monitor this kind of behavior "because it can lead to immorality and even homosexuality."
A hashtag on Twitter quickly went viral about the arrest, with many Saudis ridiculing the raid and pointing out that the men were not caught drinking alcohol or partying with women - both crimes in Saudi Arabia.
My tax return came in, the wife and I got our first post-marriage argument out the way (which ended the way all spousal arguments should end), I signed up for this new Sling TV joint that allows me to waste more of my prime years by streaming live TV through Roku, and BADBADNOTGOOD/Ghostface's new album streamed a bit early. Life is grand! Until my student loan bill comes in sometime next month.
I haven't watched much soccer since basketball was invented, but I hear many/most of the players on the team (Chelsea F.C.) that these jabronis root for are black, which apparently means nothing at all when they see a real live black man. I feel for this guy, especially since he's also a fellow man-purse wearer. From The Local:
French police have opened an investigation after fans of Chelsea football club were filmed repeatedly pushing a black man off a Paris Metro train, before chanting "We're racist and that's the way we like it".
In the video, which was sent to the Guardian newspaper, an unidentified black man tries to board the packed train only to be physically pushed away by the Chelsea supporters. Other passengers look on.
The man repeatedly tries to squeeze into the carriage and they aggressively push him back. The film then cuts to the men chanting: "We're racist, we're racist, and that's the way we like it!"
Old folks are cool, especially when they're short and bowlegged from a case of the rickets. But in order to keep their driver's licenses they should be retested every five years. If they fail or refuse, ride sharing, public transportation, or a big wheel would be an option. In most cases, a 92-year-old should be relaxing or greeting people at Walmart, not driving.
I got married last Saturday, February 14th, which means for the rest of my life I only need to buy one gift for Valentine's Day and our wedding anniversary. The ceremony was touching, even to a cold heart like mine. I didn't cry like I did at my bachelor party, but I did feel warm and fuzzy and very biz-nitch-like inside. And the reception was buckwild. There were drunken shouts of "Wu-Tang!" from loud, bearded men and ass shaking on the dance floor by young and old alike. All of this for a crazy cheap price, which I'll write about soon. Check out a three minute video synopsis of the event below. Man, I put blessings up in her belly and changed her last name.