Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Paulie
Christmas Morning. After opening gifts I walk into the restroom & this is what I find.
Mind you- everyone is in the dinning room having breakfest.
-Stephie
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Friday, December 19, 2008
www.alovelessday.blagojevich.com
I'm currently selling my mother*bleeping* blogging seat to the mother*bleeping* highest bidder, the *bleep* is worth *bleeping* money! You *bleeps*.
--Cool Hand Mo(therfucker)
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Friday, December 12, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
Who shot my man?!
Suge had something to do with Pac's demise according to Mos, and I would have to agree.
I came across this video today, totally forgot about this, forgot I had it. lol. This shit is jokes.
circa 2005.( disregard Mo Day's screaming thruout, lmao)
Mos vs. Suge from Joshy Marbles on Vimeo.
--Joshy Marbles
I came across this video today, totally forgot about this, forgot I had it. lol. This shit is jokes.
circa 2005.( disregard Mo Day's screaming thruout, lmao)
Mos vs. Suge from Joshy Marbles on Vimeo.
--Joshy Marbles
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Monday, December 1, 2008
Sunday, November 30, 2008
First It Was M.I.A.
Now it's Santogold...I expect to hear her on every hip hop station now that Jay & Ye have co-signed.
...and WTF is up with this guy's flow? Never thought the day would come when Jay would be this corny. SMH.
--Cool Hand Mo
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Good Morning World.
For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
Isaiah 9:6- Steph. Love
Friday, November 28, 2008
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
No Words For This One
Norman Reedus on the Toronto set of Boondock Saints II: All Saints Day, you must understand what this does for me, for us...this movie will single handedly bring our economy out of Recession, you heard it hear first.
Some footage from the beginning of production.
The "hoverboard" of the religiouscrimerevengeactioncomedydrama genre.
--Cool Hand Mo
letter to the editor
hhhhahahahaahahahah
joshua...please tell me that is not rodney in the first two clips?
aaaaahahahahahahaah
-Steph
joshua...please tell me that is not rodney in the first two clips?
aaaaahahahahahahaah
-Steph
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
LOL, somebody sign these dudes.
So I was in my homie's neighborhood the other day and witnessed some very strange behavior that I just had to capture on video.
Keep in mind that you should never smoke sherm...
--Joshy Marbles
Keep in mind that you should never smoke sherm...
--Joshy Marbles
Thursday, November 13, 2008
See thee more clearly.
" His fist smashed into her stomach, causing such agony that she gave a retching scream, and dropped her hands. Fists which seemed to be weighted with lead smacked in her face, against her nose, her jaw, her eyes. She staggered back helplessly, striking out weakly, once trying to kick. She came up against a table. It crashed beneath her, and she fell backward. She banged her head against the wall.
She was grasping for breath, terrified in case she was hit again, but all was still.
There was red in front of her eyes. Red. Blood. She licked her lips, and knew the taste of blood. She saw the tables, the chairs, the windows, the gay posters, and his feet. She dashed her hands across her eyes, glanced down and saw blood on the back of her hand, but at least for the moment she could see more clearly"
Steph.
She was grasping for breath, terrified in case she was hit again, but all was still.
There was red in front of her eyes. Red. Blood. She licked her lips, and knew the taste of blood. She saw the tables, the chairs, the windows, the gay posters, and his feet. She dashed her hands across her eyes, glanced down and saw blood on the back of her hand, but at least for the moment she could see more clearly"
Steph.
Well, this is fitting.
I got a different type of censorship so whatever I'm blessed with I don't mention it, that shit is soft, and my motto is when you get in the endzone act like you've been there before, says somethin about your character to always brag so if you never had then act like you always have, for real, here's somethin to adhere to be careful, cause with so much DICK in your mouth I can't here you!
--not Mo
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Letterman
I remember watching this skit years back thinking it was one of the most glorious things I'd ever seen. A car full of tacos? Nevermind.
--Cool Hand Mo
Friday, November 7, 2008
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
To all you hoes, the wknd warrior website is up.
If you are tired of lookin like a punk rock beezy then go here...
--Joshy Marbles
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Down This Load.
Alex Turner, front man of the Arctic Monkeys, Miles Kane of The Rascals and producer/composer James Ford come together like Voltron (pre-Michael Bay blasphemy) as The Last Shadow Puppets. The whole record sounds like a soundtrack to an old spaghetti western a la the legendary Ennio Morricone, with hints of early bowie. I digs.
--Cool Hand Mo
Um...
Congratulations on the mess you made of things;
On trying to reconstruct the air and all that brings.
And oxidation is the compromise you own
But this is beginning to feel like the dog wants her bones
saved
You force your fire then you falsify your deeds
Your methods dot the disconnect from all your creeds
And fortune strives to fill the vacuum that it feeds
But this is beginning to feel like the dog's lost her lead
This is beginning to feel like the long
winded blues of the never
This is beginning to feel like it's curling up slowly
and finding a throat to choke
This is beginning to feel like the long
winded blues of the never
Barely controlled locomotive consuming the picture
and blowing the crows, the smoke
This is beginning to feel like the long
winded blues of the never
Static eplosion devoted to crushing the broken
and shoving their souls to ghost
Eternalised. Objectified.
You set your sights so high.
But this is beginning to feel like
the bolt busted loose from the lever
Never you mind
Death professor
Your structure's fine
My dust is better
Your victim flies so high
All to catch a bird's eye view of who's next
Never you mind
Death professor.
Love is life,
My love is better.
Eyes could be the diamonds
Confused with who's next
Never you mind
Death professor.
Your shocks are fine,
My struts are better.
Your fiction flies so high,
Y'all could use a doctor
Who's sick, who's next?
Never you mind
Death professor.
Electrified, my love is better
It's crystallized, so'm I.
All could be the diamond
Fused with who's next
This is beginning to feel like the dawn of the luz of forever
This is beginning to feel like the dawn of the luz of forever
This is beginning to feel like the dawn of the luz of forever
On trying to reconstruct the air and all that brings.
And oxidation is the compromise you own
But this is beginning to feel like the dog wants her bones
saved
You force your fire then you falsify your deeds
Your methods dot the disconnect from all your creeds
And fortune strives to fill the vacuum that it feeds
But this is beginning to feel like the dog's lost her lead
This is beginning to feel like the long
winded blues of the never
This is beginning to feel like it's curling up slowly
and finding a throat to choke
This is beginning to feel like the long
winded blues of the never
Barely controlled locomotive consuming the picture
and blowing the crows, the smoke
This is beginning to feel like the long
winded blues of the never
Static eplosion devoted to crushing the broken
and shoving their souls to ghost
Eternalised. Objectified.
You set your sights so high.
But this is beginning to feel like
the bolt busted loose from the lever
Never you mind
Death professor
Your structure's fine
My dust is better
Your victim flies so high
All to catch a bird's eye view of who's next
Never you mind
Death professor.
Love is life,
My love is better.
Eyes could be the diamonds
Confused with who's next
Never you mind
Death professor.
Your shocks are fine,
My struts are better.
Your fiction flies so high,
Y'all could use a doctor
Who's sick, who's next?
Never you mind
Death professor.
Electrified, my love is better
It's crystallized, so'm I.
All could be the diamond
Fused with who's next
This is beginning to feel like the dawn of the luz of forever
This is beginning to feel like the dawn of the luz of forever
This is beginning to feel like the dawn of the luz of forever
--Marbles
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Hey Morgan,
What in the bloody hell?! lmfao @ the 3:26 mark.(Mo and Linds)
I'm so ashamed to admit that I am in this corny ass video somewhere as well. Not sure what exactly it was that I was thinking besides trying to get close to Marvin Gaye's daughters boobies, they are quite plump. That corny dude singin was next her the entire time. "Sugar pie, honey doo, I love you" psssh. Way to put the pen to the pad .smh.Only thing positive about this experience was gettin to meet one of my idols who made a cameo appearence. Click.
If anyone has or can find a link to this song(which I highly doubt) it would be greatly appreciated. I need to be listening to this while I'm in the voting booth on tuesday.Track #15. Deliberation
I'm so ashamed to admit that I am in this corny ass video somewhere as well. Not sure what exactly it was that I was thinking besides trying to get close to Marvin Gaye's daughters boobies, they are quite plump. That corny dude singin was next her the entire time. "Sugar pie, honey doo, I love you" psssh. Way to put the pen to the pad .smh.Only thing positive about this experience was gettin to meet one of my idols who made a cameo appearence. Click.
If anyone has or can find a link to this song(which I highly doubt) it would be greatly appreciated. I need to be listening to this while I'm in the voting booth on tuesday.Track #15. Deliberation
Baraack! What up wit that 40 acres and a mule?...
But i'd settle for a 40 ounce and a pit bull, make that happen for us.
in army boots, yellin "Join the armed forces!"
We lost the Vietnam War, intoxicated poisons
Needles in arms of veterans instead of bigger fortunes
There's still a lot of nigger calling in the corporate offices
War in the ghetto, we crabs in a barrel, they torture us
They won't be servin the beast too long
The murderers wearin police uniforms, confederate flags I burn
Beat Street breakers were dancin to the music I chose
And Peachtree Atlantic crackheads was tootin they nose
in frozen corners of Chicago, loaded up Llama's children
with fo'-fo's, and double-revolvers
We devil incarnates, headed for jail
Where Shell gas company in South Africa be havin us killed
Your paper money was the death of Christ
And all these shorties comin up just resurrect your life
It's like a cycle
in army boots, yellin "Join the armed forces!"
We lost the Vietnam War, intoxicated poisons
Needles in arms of veterans instead of bigger fortunes
There's still a lot of nigger calling in the corporate offices
War in the ghetto, we crabs in a barrel, they torture us
They won't be servin the beast too long
The murderers wearin police uniforms, confederate flags I burn
Beat Street breakers were dancin to the music I chose
And Peachtree Atlantic crackheads was tootin they nose
in frozen corners of Chicago, loaded up Llama's children
with fo'-fo's, and double-revolvers
We devil incarnates, headed for jail
Where Shell gas company in South Africa be havin us killed
Your paper money was the death of Christ
And all these shorties comin up just resurrect your life
It's like a cycle
--Marbles
Friday, October 31, 2008
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Little Joy
So happy I just came across this leak, I'm posting this album solely because I think a lot of people won't hear it otherwise. If you like it, go buy it though, for reals.
--Cool Hand Mo
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Ignorance Is This...
I try to shake myself and still believe in this country every time I come across things like this. People are sheep, misinformed beliefs/media are their Shepherds.
--Cool Hand Mo
Labels:
McCain,
Obama,
Palin,
White America Says...
Monday, October 27, 2008
JPEG Zombies
Streets of Fresno, spooky ass shit, day or night.
Ghost dog
wow.
? Suspect.
Kells
Taryn, we coulda been somethin'
Any gay guy>Switch
This one gives me goosebumps, in a bad way.
Goosebumps in an envious way.
If only we would've told him then about what goes on in April in America, that karate is no doubt paying off.
...
Swag Ooonnn
1 of 1's.
skin.head.
Chaunce.
Gomez and some guy.
I bet that looks like it's stabbing a tumble weed at this point.
Neegan
Once again, creepy
Tone where you at, hoe?
Nee Nee.
The End
--Cool Hand Mo
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