Here’s a hot tip for you: if you’re dealing large amounts of marijuana out of your house, don’t go to answer the door with a blazing joint in your hand. That’s what a 40-year-old man in Nebraska supposedly did in 2007 when a Narcotics Task Force knocked on his door after receiving an anonymous Crime Stoppers tip that he was selling the green stuff.

Because of the joint and the heavy smell of weed emanating from his house, the cops got a warrant and the subsequent search turned up 62 fucking pounds of marijuana, much of it in bales. He pleaded guilty to possession with intent to deliver and this week was sentenced to 1-3 years in jail.

Guardian Headline:

Vatican hit by gay sex scandal

Vatican chorister sacked for allegedly procuring male prostitutes for papal gentleman-in-waiting

Just in case you had no idea, a chorister is a choirboy, but all grown up. And one at the vatican is accused of procuring male prostitutes for one of Pope Adolf’s posse.

Note the Guardian used the words ‘gay sex scandal’ once again, as if it were the scandalous part. What it should read is that Vatican is hit hard by fucking blatant hypocrisy amid a  male prostitution scandal!

Fuck you Nazi Pope and fuck you too guardian.co.uk!

Yeah, that’s what I call raising the level of discourse! The story also goes onto to talk about how “Gentleman in waiting” was involved in corruption of public works, etc. It’s all filtered through this lens:  Homosexuality is disordered, and thereby where it lurks, so lurks corruption? See that still exists in the uppermost editorial echelons. You can detect it in the tone of the article.

I’m not saying the pimps and johns in this case are also victims, but I will ask, Is it because they work in a place that abhors homosexuality and thus are tainted not by the sin of being gay, but by an inferiority complex, by the artificial ‘criminality’ of gayness? Is it because of this that they are now more predisposed to the lure of criminal? They figure their sin cherry’s been popped so in for a penny in for a pound? They turned to crime not because they were gay, but because being gay was a crime?

Well too bad Jesus ain’t real so he can’t bring a can of pain and suck down on the Church that can’t manage to get his message of forgiveness out to it’s own peeps. What fucking good are they, if they can’t get the message of their own flying spaghetti monster right?

Anyway, noone’s been convicted yet, so I’ll shut my yap.

via Vatican hit by gay sex scandal | World news | guardian.co.uk.

Going to the Rusty Knot on a wintery Monday is kinda like bringing hipster Williamsburg into a bar in the West Village. Actually, it’s exactly like that, because every Monday evening the Knot offers a free disco party bus full of free beers that takes partiers from the epicenter of Williamsburg (the Bedford L train stop) and the so-called nexus of the Universe (1st and 1st in Manhattan) and whisks them directly to the Knot, which is in  the middle of fucking nowhere (1 block from the Hudson river).

Once there, though, the kitsch-filled nautically-themed bar offers a fish tank, a pool table, boardwalk-themed fried food (fried oysters and clams) and a wide variety of over-priced local brew and craft beer. But fuck all that, it’s all about the so-called Old Man brew, which is a small pull of Busch Lite. Don’t like Busch? Well then fuck off, you’re not allowed on the party bus back to Brooklyn!

Everybody loves Jersey Shore and everybody loves Terry Richardson. So what’s not to love about a photo shoot featuring the shirtless D-list Guido studs of MTV’s the Shore by the hipster/pervy photographer Richardson? Absofucking nothing!

Terry recently too the pics for an upcoming issue of Interview magazine, and a handful of pics showed up on his Tumblr site that same day. They’ve since been pulled down, but no worries, you can still check out some of them here. No word yet on when (or why?!) the Interview spread may appear. Sounds like quite The Situation.

UPDATE: Dangerous Minds has a Q&A with the guitar soloist in their comments section…

Hello. I apologize for the rhythmless trainwreck of a song before you. The bassist and singer take all of this very seriously. This stuff is of paramount importance. They recorded this and asked me and a drummer to come play some parts on it. Whenever friends do this, I just follow ther direction blindly, letting them do whatever they want. This stuff will never get out to the public, right? Wrong on this one. So I guess this is me defending myself and the drummer. We are not members of the band. We were not asked if this could be made public on YouTube. If we had been, we would have undoubtedly said no. I guess we could have saved them a lot of trouble if we had just told them from the beginning their recording sucked…

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If anybody’s interested in seeing my actual band (which actually is an intentional joke, unlike Final Placement) this clip is from the “Talent Show” at school last year. Crap quality, crap playing, but a lot of fun.  [I put the post it in our comments section – Editor]

Can’t stop watching this. It’s a video for a song called “Shine” by some kinda New Wavey/punk/tone deaf Christian rock band from a high school in Midland, Texas (George W. Bush’s hood), called Final Placement. It’s soo fucking terrible it’s fantastic — and just when you think it can’t get any worse/better, they start doing a Rockettes-style kick line, the guitarist shreds an off-key solo and they pretend to knock over a Stonehenge-looking boulder formation. Guess this is what happens when Satan is removed from rock & roll:

“Shine” by Final Placement from sharity world on Vimeo.

From booze and cigarettes to meals out and real estate, pretty much everything costs more $$$ in NYC. Or does it? With the Big Apple a central distribution point for imports headed towards other East Coast cities and beyond, certain items can be obtained at prices that are often lower than most of the country. And by certain items, I mean illegal ones like marijuana, cocaine, ecstasy, heroin and all that fun stuff.

At least that’s what the drug website BlueLight.com’s unofficial 2010 Price Thread user survey seems to show, with several postings putting the cost of 1 gram of “dank buds” (really top quality shit) in NYC at $20. A random sampling of other areas prices has higher prices in places like East Tennessee for $30/gram and $25 in Orange County, Calif. Looking to get your hands of some? You’ve come to the wrong place, check out WeBeHigh.com — the New York City listing has info on everything from where to buy weed in NYC to how to avoid getting busted by the cops.

There is a certain amount of genius in singing this off-key on purpose. You have to be really talented to get it sounding real. Naturally, Taylor Swift’s performance on the Grammys was really bad, but at least we know she wasn’t lipsynching.  Via AntiTwink

Nobody saw this one coming. New Jersey toll booth workers are fucking pissed off and they fucking wanna make sure as fuck that you fucking know it! A new report reveals that Garden State toll booth attendants were the subject of 550 complaint letters in the last two years. Some lessons learned: Do not ever pay with pennies! Or twenties!

One collector called a driver a “fucking bitch” and threatened that he was going to “fuck her up.”

Attendant spit on his fingers before counting change to make it nice and phlegm-soaked.

Worker told driver who forgot her E-Z Pass that he would handcuff her and force a strip search if she didn’t pay the toll for the entire length of the turn pike

Attendant called somebody paying with a $20 bill “a fucking liar,” threw her change at her and told her to “get on the road & fucking die.”

Collector threw change back at driver and then sprayed her with an unidentified aerosol spray.

After a heated exchange of words, worker told one driver “I have your address and know where you live,” then called him a “nigger bastard.” Another attendant called one patron a “m.f. nigger.” Classy!

Another worker called one driver “white trash” in front of her fiancé and children. Another toll collector screamed that “You white people don’t listen.”

And think you can pay part of a toll with pennies? “Umm no no no.”

Look, this site ain’t for everyone, so don’t go whingeing to me in the comments, babies! StraightBoysFucking.com is Straight Sex shot for gay eyes. What’s that mean? It’s like going to the zoo and seeing a lion, versus going on safari. These studs are in their natural habitat, threesomes and fourgies and gangbangs.

Sure you could watch some ‘str8′ guy, in a sad cubicle, desperate for money, manhandling his meat and going down all lackluster on his partner in a stupor. Or you could go to StraightBoysFucking.com and see horny guys really getting hard and dripping with precum over their true enthusiasms, living breathing women! The camera angles and the editing put you right in the middle of it, so to speak, with out showing  the ladyparts. You might see a boobie or two, but so what, wimp? A nipple is the same on a guy and a babe, even though some ladies have big silver dollar pancake aureolas, and that’s strange. But we’re all here because two straight people had sex (Unless your mom was a frigid bitch and you are a test tube baby and you’re kinda fucked up already, because everyone in your family kept hinting to you about it until you were 16).

See? Straight Sex, Gay Eyes. Here’s a free preview:

Harley, and Steve, two Austinites, show off their muscles, long cocks, and heavy loads in this Texas in this horny threeway!

Remember the dotcom bubble? Me neither! But this guy does. I think he’s still living in it. These sites have got to be seen to be believed!

Wait for the rubber ducky! Waaaaait for it! What? No dancing hamsters? Like a time capsule!

Hard to believe someone’s still paying for the server space for this site.