Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Yeah I watch this shit.

Got one of dem sweet netbooks recently allowing me to watch Netflix more than usual. Found some super duper bad ass Anime on that bitch. Reminded me of some classics, check this shit out if your interested in five toed ninja roundhouses to the face! or just some super awesome action packed violence once you get past the gay japanese music and odd sense of humor, still totally worth it tho





And if you haven't checked out Cowboy Bebop your tripping, a solid series without the gay music




Saturday, April 9, 2011

Monday, March 21, 2011

Here's Why Baseball Kicks Ass

Can't wait for baseball season to start, getting pretty bored these days. I know a lot of you fucktards spray feces from your delinquent mouths all over the greatest game ever invented but hey I'm not one to judge. So for all you true sports fans out there following this all-amazing blog, enjoy this shit. Although you probably already have.



sorry this song sux but the plays speak for themselves



This mothafucka's money



gotta love Doc Ellis, probably the greateast no-hitter of all time

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

GROWTH.

Someone recently reminded me how expensive education is.....shit's true, you can either live and learn by making tons of bad decisions and investments, or go to school, spend thousands of dollars...and then make tons of bad decisions and investments. I myself have learned to be a relatively disgruntled individual. My favorite word is FUCK, People bother me, and I've considered writing a letter to HBO threatening to waterboard someone until they get the fact that no one's gunna watch "He's just not that into you" into their heads at least a dozen times. Trying to educate yourself well enough to move past shortcomings such as these takes a shit load of dedication and my hat goes of to anyone that can do it. If there's anything I've learned from LRG tee shirts circa 2004, it's that the more you travel the smaller the world gets. I recently said "FUCK IT" and went on a tropical vacation to the Bahamas and quickly realized that it's easier to have an epiphany while alone with your thoughts on a beach in the Caribbean than while you're at work, or school, or skating or making beats. Who knew?



The fish were mega angry.


Bond film shit.


Crackers on vacation activities.


This shit never got old.










Not easy.


Needless to say this relieved a fair amount of tension.


So, Yeah, hookers still love money and everyone seems to want to sell you drugs, but I highly recommend (to our 7 readers or whatever) getting the FUCK outta dodge for a minute or two. You just might learn some shit, stranger things have happened...............oh, and big ups to Super Street Ron for finishing college. Dick.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

"Your face will melt off and your children will weep over your exploded body."

If you haven't heard by now, you obviously live under a rock or don't have eyes/ears/combination of the two. Charlie Sheen has been on a campaign of awesome, he will not stop until he makes you explode via his mind.









click on any of the pictures for more radness.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Drunk Chix

I wrote this early sunday morning but passed out before uploading the photos, enjoy mike!

Its late on a saturday and my boy just got rear-ended by a drunk in a car way beyond any of our payrolls so heres some photo's of drunk celebrity assholes. Burn in hells devious fires!



(don't know who this bitch even is but had to post it)










I'd still bone this drunk slut... mmmmm







Friday, February 25, 2011

Girl's Got Nipples Like AK Bullets

Last night circa 1 am, my buddy Cam suggests we meet up with some girls he knows at their apartment in Santa Monica. A couple of girls greet us at the gate smoking cigs, kinda fat but nice enough. We get the intro down and head into the apartment. Once inside we were greeted by a couple of cute and smoked out girls maaaybe in their early, early 20s. Here's the best part, it only took seconds to notice that the second girl who introduced herself as Stevie (what kinda name is that anyway) basically had her entire left titty hanging out. Man talk a bout not being able to keep a straight face, the boys and I were trying everything not to blow the uncovered titty's cover. The funny thing is she was so high on the cheeba nothing fazed this young, harldy coherent beauty. She just kept talking all cute faced having no clue she was suffering from a devious case of nip slip. Fucking awesome. So in tribute to this night altering moment I found a collage of great nip slips to share with our ever growing fan base, enjoy ya horny bastards.









Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

DEEP THOUGHTS.

Over the past week, certain questions have come to light, here they are in no particular order: Why the shit are dudes pants getting smaller (still)? Why did I sell 400 dollars worth of Crooks and Castles and Huf shit to Smokey Robinson on Monday? Why does Bobby Brown need a personal assistant? Why do I keep catching people popping zits in mirrors? Why? Why me? Why not you? Serious shit, these are just few little things I've had mull to over in my short fuse of a brain in the last seven days for one reason or another. Come to think of it, why do hispanic people love Morrissey so much. YOUKNOWHATIMSAYING?!? The answers to these questions don't really matter, the same way that smelly, fat, ugly people don't matter. Cuz, ya know, they're ugly...and fat....and they smell like unwiped assholes. ANYWAYS, maybe I should read a paper orsomeshit cuz this is really what I think about half the day. I'm not joking, I think it's mega awesome, and if you disagree you can pretty much suck yourself. Even though this post doesn't matter (or make sense for that matter) either, I'm still gunna lace you with a photo of The garden of the gods in Colorado, a car that makes me go "MEH COPPERRRRRR, YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE SEEEEEEEE?????" everytime I look at it, Super Street Ron, and my homeboy Nolan's kid. Bye.




Monday Night Bar Fight





















Me and Snydey decided to go drinking on a monday night, hit up Big Foot West in Culver City. Drinks and live music, peep the scene. Took the photos using the new Blackberry Style flip phone.

Friday, February 18, 2011

Rain Isn't street.

Fuck man, whenever I get a day off and I wanna go skate or be a skinny pale asshole outdoors somewhere, God or Xenu or Bruce Vilanch or whoever, fucking pours a buncha dirty ass water all over my shit. I guess ill spend this time sending out requests for advanced promo copies of The Situation's rap record, or doing re-writes on my script for Weekend At Bernie's 3. Something makes me feel like I should put a photo or a link of something here. You win, Here's both. DICK.

Super Street Ron B roll:



This kid has THE GNARLIEST case of ADD ever. We told dude to fold some shirts and he somehow got Soulja boy'd within seconds.



God's perfect asshole.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011


At this point i'm thinking that a formal introduction is in order. What up asshole, I'm SUPER STREET MOTHERFUCKING RON. I like filling my days with shit that you don't even know exists. One look into my Gucci lenses will have grandmothers dumping your college fund into my paypal account. I see you haters.

FUCK YOU AND WELCOME TO RADNESS

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