Shawn

I'll agree with his sentiment, but not on who is to blame. I blame Hootie and the Blowfish. Nobody was making this touchy-feely crap until they hit it big.

If the guy had originally stopped at one I might think about watching these.

Both daughters are having their soccer tourneys this weekend. So far the highlight was the 8 a.m. game. My six year old's team isn't the world's premiere soccer club. It's the under age 8 group and the majority of the team is made up of 6 year olds. 3 players and a goalie on the field at a time. And among them, I don't suppose my daughter is the shining star that makes the world keep going but neither is she the sole reason they haven't won a game this year. She's a tiny little lass that most of the time feels that running is something others should do. Nearing the end of the game she did run back to her own goal to offer support as the opposing team approached the net. She stopped short about 6 feet from the goal line. One of the more "go-getter" girls from her own team also came barreling back and in the rush ran smack into my girl leaving them both in a heap. The other team put the ball in and the coach called for a line change. That's when my amusement began. The other girl made it back to our team's sidelines first. Once there, she turned and gave about as dirty a look at my daughter as a 6 year old can manage. My daughter kept her course over toward us, but raised one little fist and gave it her college best try at offering a menacing threat to her teammate. That's my girl. She confided once we were well away from the game and her mother that the everything was the other girl's fault.

Sounds like you should carry a few less guns on a daily basis. Hope they can patch your body if not mind.

Alternately, this might be a better version. As the one {now deleted} youtube commenter said:

I've never heard Lemmy throw it down this rough and rugged. This is the penultimate version. LOTD will shoot prematurely to the sound of this.

Damn unimpressive. I could kick Derek Fisher in the face.

It was an advertising post. Plain and simple.

Damn. Neither link is working for me tonight.

I'm wondering how the ill will feel seeing who's "helping them". {Holy fuck, I'm going to die} {What did she mean by special medicine?} {Who burnt the water?}

The guy in the video was right fucking out there.

I have to go with the original article and suggest that the "something radically different" that they do is retire.

That's clearly awesome. Imagine a system where protest votes actually translate into elected representation.

Time for my tender translation. "My very rich but aging husband is going to die in prison. It is imperative I say and do nothing to cause him to change his will."

Best new rock I've heard since the Kings of Leon popped up. I was walking down the street when out the corner of my eye, I saw a pretty little thing approaching me. She said I never seen a man, who looks so all alone, could you use a little company? If you pay the right price, your evening will be nice, or you can go and send me on my way, I said your such a sweet young thing, why'd you do this to yourself? She looked at me and this is what she said. There ain't no rest for the wicked, money don't grow on trees, I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed, there ain't nothing in this world for free. I know I can't slow down, I can't hold back, though you know I wish I could, oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good. Not even 15 minutes later, after walking down the street, when I saw the shadow of a man creep out of sight, then he swept up from behind, put a gun up to my head, he made it clear he wasn't looking for a fight, he said give me all you've got, I want your money not your life, if you try to make a move I wont think twice, I told him you can have my cash, but first you know I've got to ask, what made you want to live this kind of life? He said there ain't no rest for the wicked, money don't grow on trees, I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed, there ain't nothing in this world for free. I know I can't slow down, I can't hold back, though you know I wish I could, oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good. Now a couple hours past, and I was sitting in my house, the day was winding down and coming to an end, so I turned on the TV, and flipped it over to the news, and what I saw I almost couldn't comprehend, I saw a preacher man in cuffs taking money from the church, he stuffed his bank account with righteous dollar bills but even still I can't say much cause I know were all the same, oh yes we all seek out to satisfy those thrills. You know there ain't no rest for the wicked, money don't grow on trees, We got bills to pay, We got mouths to feed, there ain't nothing in this world for free. You know we can't slow down, we can't hold back, though you know we wish we could, oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good.

Thailand is just where you go when it's time to break out the freaky shit.

Damn fine job posting a link that really works outside the U.S.

I'm going to take a stab and suggest auto-erotic asphyxiation.

I found a shitty copy on youtube. All I can say is that eminem is clearly mellowing. I remember him getting into fisticuffs with Triumph the Insult Comic dog a few years ago.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zPKI9H9QGuY A video of the final in question. Cowell says nothing untoward to the young lady. He was placed in a poor position and simply chose his preference.

Fuck Lily Allen. Boyle is a big story because she got to this age in relative obscurity. If Susan Boyle was the same age as Allen I might have sympathy.

That's a damn fine joke.

Women are a commodity to him because he thought a hooker would have sex for money? A lot of "upstanding" family men pick up paid-sex to avoid the risk of forming an emotional attachment to a sex partner outside of their marriage. In that sense prostitution is far more than a necessary evil.

That's shitty in a sense. If the kid was the one to pick the woman, he was in on the decision process. He wanted to do it. All that happened here was that a father and son were put to shame.

Extremely strange metaphor. Good rhythm overall though.