Nighthawk

No, but I never bothered to change my number.

I will post my address and phone number for the sake of the Eddie Winslow gimmick poster. (nevermind... my mama lives there) You can still have my phone # though. (510) 962 - 0010 Try some shit, mafucker.

If all I have to do is get all fucked up like that to have them pay me to do documentaries on me, I'm doing it.

OMG give me your address and phone #! I need $$$ to buy coke!

For sure, I was into it hard for a short time, but even I couldn't stomach drinking the shit. Pills or nothing.

Milky has done a gimmick poster without even bothering to register a new account. Bow down niggas. Y'see?

Now, y'know son, Eddie was in that movie about Don King, and he played Muhammad Ali. Now, when I was in the Philidelphia projects, Cassius Clay used to come in and box with us. And I was boxing him man, and I was boxin' up the stuff, and we were jukin' and jivin' but at the same time... I KNEW he had better skills... than me. And so if Eddie did a MOVIE and played Cassius Clay, you should have some respet, because all you did lately was a tv show... with Luke Perry... and every knows that when you do shows with soap opera stars, that means your career has gone down, y'see? And you also need to cut those dreadlocks.

Now why was Cousin Larry's hair so curly. Nobody else wore in that way. When he was on Full House, he had it slicked back, even. My hair is like that. If I don't blow dry it like Uncle Jesse, I have a fucked up fro like Eryka Badu.

After rereading some of this, I suspect Jingus has a serious problem with cough medicine. I know, because I did. I'll tell him about it when I see him again.

Mole's angry pointing avatar with "You Jew" caption has made me laugh out loud, a difficult thing to do to a jaded bastard such as me. Also, I was so wasted for part of this thread... I'm ashamed. I've quit doing drugs now.

Speaking of disturbed comedians, who saw Louie Anderson on Oprah bawling like a baby over his alcoholic father. I mean god damn, I feel sorry for the guy, but I don't want to see that. That's how this is.

While on the subject, Japanese techno-pop group MOVE are awesome.

I have this magazine with an article on them buried somewhere which I can't find. No big deal, but if you run across a Japanese band (come to think of it, I think it was a duo) where one guy wears a huge, theatrical robot arm, let me know.

Man, do one of you guys know who the Japanese band is where the guy wears the huge robot arm? I know it's random, but you seem to know Japanese bands and I cannot for the life of me remember who that was.

Y'see, since you were talking about believing everything you see in commercials, I feel very strongly about that as well. A child... will watch a commercial... and then come to me smiling, and I cannot help but smile at the child because the child looks like me, and I say "What are smiling... ABOUT?" And the child will say "I"m smiling because I need money, to buy..." and then they will say whatever filth flarn filth flarn filth the television has told them to buy. And now I have to say to the child, I say "Chiiiiild. When you work for your money you will understand that in my day I had to walk uphill to school both ways. And I cannot be giving you the money that I worked HARD for. Now, I brought you in this world, I'll take you out. Now if you come up in here again and tell me about you NEED money for this that and the other thing, you will see ME do some serious dancing... onya face!" Now, the only commercial that always tell the truth are JELLO Pudding. You can always believe what they say. Also Kodak film.

That's my mother, you bastard!

Cobra Commander's Crotch

Don't quote me but I believe Modern Man's Hustle was JSYK. He went to Agent and Incandenza's secret board for jerks.

The kid trying to jump into the pool before he gets to the edge... now that's sad. I know retarded kids, but they're not quite that retarded.

If I had done this, I wouldn't use "My signature sucks". It's my own picture, therefore I would be insulting myself!

I wore a shirt today which was pink and says "San Francisco" on it. When I saw it I said "Oh my god this is the gayest shirt ever. I HAVE to buy it."

I think that's funny, because Papacita is another one of the posters people wonder where they went.

You guys are out of it, like half these people are here all the time. Maybe their posts aren't so attention grabbing as they once were, but I'd hope they'd be happy about that.

"Back Catalog". I think the title of this picture is as good as the picture itself.

Well, anyway, I love the shit. However, I love it because of how bad it was, so take that how you will.