Rap Battles in the Midwest
Monday, December 19, 2011"Dude, you were just like the guy with dreads on 8 Mile." That's right, the guys are whiter than skim milk, but still know how to get down at a rap battle. Sort of. Take a listen.
"Dude, you were just like the guy with dreads on 8 Mile." That's right, the guys are whiter than skim milk, but still know how to get down at a rap battle. Sort of. Take a listen.
Is the coast guard at the bottom of the military "pool"? Decide for yourself.
....oh wait, no you didn't. The dang thing was supposed to say 56 dollars not 56 million dollars. And to show our deepest apologies, here's a free coupon for anything you want at our buffet. Tell your friends!
The all so innocent story takes on new meaning when you have a dirty mind, "the tree shook with joy, and she said, 'come boy, climb up my trunk and swing on my branches'". Absurd? You're right it is.
What better way to say I love you than with whips, chains, cuts, and bruises. Two 40-somethings, who met in a bondage chat room, decided to push the limits of their fantasies in a forest near a public park filled with children. Listen to what happened below.
They're not crime fighting and they're not in a half-shell. However, they will eat everything in your fridge and still be hungry, so in a sense they are equipped with super natural powers. They are called teenagers. Listen to the guys discuss their own live-in mutant teenagers.
That's right. Sometimes, even when you think you've heard and seen it all, something comes along and still scares the crap out of you. Listen below to learn why even the guys can still be shocked by the public.
...the greatest QB of all time. Actually, you don't have a say because your overbearing father has already decided for you at birth that you will ignore all other personal interests and enjoy 1 thing: football. I can already hear the phone ringing at child protective services and so the guys. Join us won't you?
Whether you're democrat or republican, there's just no way anyone wants to identify with this kid. A so-called conservative pundit prodigy, one minute of this kid you'll find yourself quickly nauseated. Listen at your own risk.
...I prefer the dirt. To all you guys out there that think it's cool to gift your homemade beer for the holidays, here's a newsflash: STOP! It tastes like dirt and worms and anyone that tells you otherwise is lying to your face. For other gift giving don'ts listen below.