Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Mayweather Finds Jail Isn't All That Fun, Asks Judge if He can Go Home Now



TMZ - Floyd Mayweather, Jr. says he's begun to shrivel up into a puny regular person during his first 12 days in the big house ... and he's worried he won't be able to bounce back in time to save his boxing career...Floyd is currently locked up for beating his baby mama in front of their kids last year...In the docs, Mayweather says he spends 23 hours-per-day locked in isolation for his own safety. But he claims the imprisonment is taking a "cruel and inhuman" toll on his rippling physique because he can't train at a world class level while serving his time...Floyd's doctor also told the court he's concerned about Floyd's diet ... because he used to eat 3,000 to 4,000 calories per day ... and now, the doc believes FM is eating less than 800.

You know what? I respect the hell out of this. I was all ready to rip him for asking to get out early, but after reading that, I just can't. I couldn't stop laughing the whole way through. It's the most blunt, stripped down, and honest plea for release from jail that I think I've ever heard.

He's not apologizing for what he's done, saying he's learned his lesson, claiming he's reformed, or that he doesn't derserve this, or any of the usual stuff. No, Money Mayweather cuts right to the point.

He might as well have wrote a letter to the judge that said "Dear Judge, jail kinda sucks and is limiting my freedom, can I go home now?" Just as plain as day, like a kid asking to get off the timeout chair in the corner because he's losing valuable Tonka Truck playing time. You've got to respect that kind of honesty...Free Mayweather!


PS:  I don't think Floyd's doing jail right, to be honest. Complaining about the lack of world class training flies in the face of everything I've ever learned about jail. Up until now I would have assumed if athletes wanted to get in shape, they'd do a 6-12 month stretch in Pelican Bay, I've never seen an inmate portrayed as anything but jacked, honestly thought Mayweather would have came out of the clink as a legit heavyweight, I guess that's not the case?

If You're Not Watching Worlds Worst Tenants, I Don't Want to Know You

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AND THEY FOUND THIS: 


Just a giant man who fell in the tub and got stuck for THREE DAYS, and has been yelling for help while defecating all over himself ever since. Shit was wild, but my favorite part, by far (which sadly the teaser above cuts out), is when the dude walks into the bathroom and goes "Whoa, Whats Up?"

Umm..."MY FAT ASS IS STUCK IN THIS DAMN TUB AND I'VE PISSED AND SHIT ALL OVER MYSELF! That's whats up."

Spike's got a serious hit on their hands.

What Is Going on in this Citi London Olympics Video?



Do the folks of that town know the Olympics haven't happened yet? Does Citi? 

Am I the only one continuously perplexed by this commercial? Did they accidentally release this ad like, 2 months early? What events are those people possibly watching? And why do they equate watching the Olympic Games "London Style," with erecting a gigantic screen between two replica towers of Big Ben at the Town Park...Is that what they do in London? 

Can someone from Citi or the Internet get back to me on this one?

These Family Bumper Sticker Things Drive Me Nuts


I know it shouldn't bother me, I know it flat out makes me a Grinch that it does bother me, but I don't care. 

Hey Lady, we know. You're driving a goddamn Ford Windstar. By default we know that you either have the model nuclear family, or you're an illegal immigrant cruising around in a beat up '96 Toyota Sienna...Soon as I pull up on the side of you and confirm whether you have outrageous chrome rims or not I'll know which one you are, I don't need the silhouette advertisement of what you and your family have going on for activities this weekend.

Only thing worse than these stickers are the retard college kids who throw the Grateful Dead dancing bear stickers on the back of their car because they smoked pot once and listened to Truckin' or Sugar Magnolia and think they're a hippy now. Those people are the worst.

Meet Burger King's Bacon Sundae

AMERICA, FUCK YEAH!
Like Eldorado, the lost city of gold, you'd heard rumors of it for years. Maybe you had a friend who had a friend, who had a cousin, who'd seen one a few years back. Maybe you'd seen some grainy, poorly lit and out of focus, photo of the bacon sundae, like the famous photo of big foot. But all the while you didn't know what to think; Myth, or Beautiful Truth. 

Well rejoice folks, because the truth is out there. The Bacon Sundae does exist. 

Eat your frigen heart out Mayor Bloomberg...you ban BK from selling gallon buckets of sodas, BOOM, bacon, caramel, and chocolate sundae in your eye. 

Cold Blooded, but I expect nothing less from the King.