Saturday, January 11, 2014

Dude, I got soooo high bro... Uh huh, huh...

I laughed at every sentence in this entire article, the whole way through.  You can't make this up!

The very best part of the story are the first two lines.  Not that it goes down hill but it just explodes out of the gate with sheer incredulity.  Just from those two sentences Andy Nesbitt, I can tell you have never lived on the West Coast, or in Colorado or ever visited the Caribbean or much of Europe or read the news in the last decade.  In fact, have you been outside?  At all? In the last ten years...  I know you haven't been cooped up inside playing the latest edition of Call of Duty on Xbox because then you'd know what that weird smoke near you was.  And I mean it's your buddy passed out on the couch with a dragon shaped bong between his legs and a mouthful of half chewed Cheetos (crunchy not puffy).  So Andy Nesbitt, what have you been up to?

Boomer Esiason once got high during 'Monday Night Football' broadcast

Brad Penner / USA TODAY Sports
Have you ever been at a game or a concert and smelled some weird smoke near you?
We're talking about, marijuana, of course.
Well, that happened to Boomer Esiason back in 2000 when he was calling a "Monday Night Football" game on the radio with Matt Millen. And apparently it was some pretty potent stuff because Esiason said he got high from it . . . during the broadcast.
The former QB and current broadcaster told the story Friday during his New York radio show "Boomer and Carlton" on WFAN. You're going to enjoy this tale:

"Now here's the deal. What you're saying, for some listeners or some viewers now that are listening to us for the first time, what you're saying is accurate. I did get high. I did. I didn't realize I was getting high when I got high, but I got high — and I have to tell you that it was one of the best broadcasts I've ever had."
Love the honesty. Let's hear more from Boomer:
". . . The radio booth is like a lean-to in the middle of the stands. And it's a (December) game. It's the Chiefs at the Patriots, both teams have major losing records, it's raining outside, it's cold, there might be about 40,000 people in the stadium, it is awful. And there's this grim reaper outside of our booth, and he's got a hoodie on and he's got a big ol' puffy jacket on, and he's smoking weed. And he's blowing it into the lean-to."
Please, go on, Boomer . . .
"I mean, we're 3 minutes into the game and Matt Millen's already looking for something to eat. And Howard David is trying to keep us focused on the game, and Matt Millen and I are talking about everything but the game.
"We have the second-hand smoke going on. Now, we obviously know what's happening, but we don't necessarily know that we're reacting to what's happening. ... I was laughing my a-- off for the entire first half!"
And we're laughing now, too. Thanks for sharing that wonderful story, Boomer.

Friday, January 10, 2014

Embarrassed often?


Here's the Michael Bay video back up from Youtube.  The link I posted the other day was taken down and the account terminated. 

I blame Michael Bay, I'm guessing he's acting like a baby/egomaniac and trying to snuff out all clips of him making an ass of himself on stage.  Rabble-B

Me-Ouch!

Everyday I walk to work I am reminded why not to do drugs.  It's really a bad idea.  I'm not talking about smoking a spliff or whatever, I'm talking about meth and heroin and bottom of the barrel shit like huffing glue.  I walk by people everyday that are at rock fucking bottom.  And it's terrifying. 

And then I read this, and it blew away everything I see everyday.  What the hell even is meow meow?  Total bizzaro world.  This is some Germany or Florida kind of stuff.  Even though it's Britain. 

"Don't do drugs, stab your mom and cut off your penis."  Words to live by!  And maybe don't be British too.  Just sayin'...  Rabble-B

Student high on meow meow cuts off his own penis after ‘stabbing mother’

Student high on meow meow cuts off his penis after 'stabbing mother'
A student reportedly took meow meow before cutting off his penis (Picture: File)
A spaced-out university student high on the party drug meow meow reportedly cut off his own penis with a knife after allegedly stabbing his mother.
The 19-year-old was back at his family home in Haywards Heath, West Sussex, for Christmas when he ‘flipped out’, according to a family friend.
He is believed to have taken mephedrone, a drug made illegal in the UK in 2010, shortly before the alleged incident in the early hours of December 29.
Police found him hanging out of a bedroom window covered in blood after his terrified mother called 999, according to the Mirror. Both were taken to hospital with life-threatening injuries.
Surgeons are believed to have successfully reattached the unidentified man’s penis, while his mother’s condition has been described as stable.
‘He is normally a lovely lad and very bright. But unfortunately, he had started dabbling in drugs,’ explained a family friend.
‘He had come home from university for Christmas. It looks like he took mephedrone and completely flipped out attacking his mum and then himself.’
Sussex Police, who are investigating an allegation of assault on the mother, said: ‘At this stage we are not looking for anyone else in connection with this incident.’



Monday, January 6, 2014

Hollywood is a place...

...where you can wing it.  Ha!  Michael Bay can't even explain how he makes movies without a teleprompter?  All his mental powers must be used up trying to think of the next visually hyperbolic, yet pedestrian, piece of shit film he'll try to sell to the public.  Watch the self destruction.  Rabble-B



Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Why Does the Bad Man Hate 'Merca Mommy?

Lets get this year started off with a story I found yesterday in the long lost year of 2013.  I sure hope we all get a little smarter as a country this year because this article highlights some of the dumbest words ever to fall out of an American mouth, granted they probably don't have enough teeth to keep those words in but...  It also highlights one reason why Facebook is garbage, providing a platform for any slack jawed yahoo with an internet connection and at least one finger that hasn't yet accidentally seen the business end of a chainsaw, to say stupid shit for the whole world to read.  Maybe even better, I thought Toby Keith was a gun toting, War in Iraq, reactionary from my cold dead hands asshole.  Maybe I'm wrong?  No, I'm not, his restaurant is called, "I Love This Bar & Grill", but this just proves that most of us want to be able to eat a steak in peace.  Amen.  Rabble-B

Toby Keith under fire for no guns policy at his restaurant chain

Toby Keith's I Love This Bar and Grill Virgina location won't allow firearms


WENN

Gun-toting fans of singer Toby Keith's fans in Virginia are taking aim at the country star over a no-weapons policy at a restaurant he owns in the state.

The "Beer For My Horses" hitmaker's Toby Keith's I Love This Bar and Grill has a 'No guns permitted' sign posted on the front door, even though state law permits firearms owners to carry weapons in dining establishments, and his stance has upset many potential patrons, who have taken to various social media sites to express their anger over the policy.

One Facebook user wrote, "Exactly when did fans of Toby Keith become dumb enough to think a No Guns allowed sign posted by management would protect them from criminals that don't obey the law to start with? Loved the concerts, but none of my money will ever be spent where I can't defend myself." Another fan added, "No guns allowed? Why does he hate America so much?"

Keith has responded to the controversy in a post on the restaurant's Facebook.com page, writing, "While we understand and respect every person's right to own and bear arms, we at Toby Keith's I Love This Bar and Grill, with guidance from the State of Virginia and based on insurance regulations, have adopted a no weapons policy. It is our desire to provide a safe, enjoyable and entertaining experience for our patrons and staff."

However, not every person is upset about the rule and some have even applauded Keith for his stance, writing, "Hooray for you!!! I'm a Gun Owning (sic) advocate but booze and guns don't mix well so THANK YOU for providing a fun, safe environment."



Monday, December 9, 2013

The Stick

Note:  I wrote the following Rabble yesterday but seeing as computers suck ass I wasn't able to post it until now (and yes, I realize the irony of typing, 'computers suck ass' on a computer but if you're asking that question then this must be your first Rabble experience.  Sit down, enjoy.).  Rabble-B

Today I learned what it is to live in a true sports town.  It was exciting, amazing and terrifying all at once. It was pretty much the biggest game of the season, the Seahawks came to Candlestick Park, for the second to last game ever at the Stick.  This was my first game at the Stick and we went a tailgatin'.  The game started at 1:25pm so we figured getting there about 10:30am would give us and easy drive in with plenty of time to BBQ and drink.  WRONG!  People show up at like 8am and set up camp.  Literally camp.  Some people drive their RV's.  It was like driving into week long music festival put on by Mad Max. Smoke billowing everywhere, satellite dishes strapped to car roofs, whole stereo systems hooked up to generators, people in red & gold costume screaming and running between parked cars, planes flying, footballs flying, police riding atv's in a gravel and broken glass strewn wasteland all surrounded by the hood.  It was like if Ridley Scott filmed a documentary and we showed up way too late and way underprepared.  It was amateur hour with my little Go-Anywhere grill and 22's of beer. I was outgunned from the start. Some of these people had spent thousands of dollars on their tailgating setups, not including food and alcohol.  And the game was hours from kickoff.  Despite the mayhem I stayed the course and grilled brats and drank Pray for Snow winter ale and soaked in.  By the time the shock wore off it was game time and I was wanded with a metal detector and sent looking for my seat.  We had nosebleed seats in a endzone and it was epic.  Everyone, including myself, was out their minds the entire game, though judging by the amount of beer and liquor bottles smuggled in and discarded in the urinal trough, the wife and I were the only ones not blacked out. It certainly added to the frenzy that the game was amazing and close and the Niners pulled it out in the last minutes of the game.  And then it took over two hours to get home...  A drive that with no traffic (which is fiction in the Bay Area) takes 30 minutes or less.  It was totally worth it though and the wife was a good sport the whole day. Even driving my raving, drunk ass home.  This is what a game is in a true sports town-epic, jaw dropping, frightening and incredible all at once.  God forbid I ever go to a Raiders game.  Unrabble-B