Roo Reezy.

car-la:

“well look who it is, the little nigger with a soul full of mischief, here to collect soul’s of those on his shit list, went from getting them clothes and boasting on christmas, to being broke as hell and becoming a social misfit”

Perrion - Feel It All Around (by homeorhomeless)

This dude Ernest is a fucking genuis

newbornrodeo:

It’s okay, bro. You’re not alone. Listen to this.

1. The Offspring “Self Esteem”

2. Lil Wayne “Prostitute Flange”

3. Dru Hill “In My Bed”

4. The Killers “Mr. Brightside”

5. The Notorious B.I.G. “Another”

6. The Weeknd “The Knowing”

7. Depeche Mode “Lie To Me”

8. T.I. and Pharrell “Freak Though”

9. J. Geils Band “Centerfold”

10. Panic! At The Disco “I Write Sins Not Tragedies”

11. Outkast “We Luv Deez Hoez”

12. Backstreet Boys “As Long As You Love Me”

13. Marion Winans “I Don’t Wanna Know”

14. Fall Out Boy “Sugar, We’re Goin’ Down”

15. Nas “Undying Love”

16. Blink 182 “Obvious”

17. Kanye West “Bad News”

18. Taking Back Sunday “Cute Without The E”

19. Eminem “Crazy In Love”

20. Journey “Separate Ways (Worlds Apart)

21. Chicago “Look Away”

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Swag me out, Carlisle.

j-k-carlisle:

This kid has been my mentor since I was a freshmen in high school. Watch him make an ass of himself as he portrays a G’d out nigga named Stanky P. Shit is funny. 

Freiza killed Goku’s best friend. Goku flipped and went Super Saiyan. Do you remember your first time?

NASCAR doesn’t have shit on Wacky Races. Well it might, but still— this show was dope. It had Dick Dastardly and Muttley (which around these parts is pretty much a “‘Nuff said” situation) and many others trying to win these crazy races all around the country. It was pretty much like The Amazing Race of Cartoon Network. Cartoons on high speed sprint races with traps, short cuts, detours, and general fuckery. Hilarity ensues and you go to bed a happy camper. What a show.  

The idea of cartoons based on video games seems pretty obvious, but unless it’s Pokemon, it doesn’t ever really work out. This is a horrible show. The animation was dope but the little stories and the voice overs were so cheesey. Not to mention DK’s eyes were cracked the fuck out.

Jawsome! “Street Sharks” was a Jersey Shore Ronnie-sized alternative to Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. The show kind of sucked, but the toys were fucking badass (which is why I even have to salute them)! Though they differ in some aspects, they’re kind of just a rip-off of TMNT. If you didn’t know the Street Sharks hated pizza, which are fighting words around Michael Angelo’s side of the sewer. They were also four brothers, but instead of being born that way (what up, Gaga?) the Sharks were genetically enhanced into their mutated forms. If you ask me that is a MAAAAAJOR downgrade. If any part of me is getting enhanced, I better get a commerical with some women and warnings about heart conditions— IF you know what I mean. Oh…you don’t? It’s a dick joke.

Baby Plucky in “Minister Golf”. Most famous line of course is: “Bally go down the hooooooooole”. Yeah, he’s the fuckin’ man.

Maximillian Goofy not only dropped his principal down a trap door in the stage, he deaded the assembly, dressed up as Powerline, performed a whole song, flew threw a crowd (harnessed only by a rope on his waist), made a 3-point shot whilst in the air, and ended up getting suspended to impress Roxanne.

After that, he topped it by telling her he couldn’t make the Powerline Pay Per-View party because he was going to the concert—when in truth he was actually going on a road trip with his father, Goofy. Then he met Big Foot, sang songs, drove his car into a river, fell down a water fall—he actually floated with parachute, saved his fathers life while he was in the air with a fishing rod, and ended up performing with Powerline on stage.  He did all of that for the love and yeah, I’m betting he smashed later. That’s love, b.

“If I could make you stop and take a look at me instead of just waaaaaalkin’ by; there’s nothin’ that I wouldn’t do if it was gettin’ you to notice: I’m aliiiiiiive. All I need is half a chance, a second thought, a second glance to prove…I got whatever it taaaaaakes! It’s a piece of cake.”