You've done it, haters. You've pushed I eat da, I eat da, I eat da pussy to a commanding victory over Plaxico Burress. IEDPB cruised through the entire tournament. Their 63.1%-36.9% victory over the man who toppled Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, Gucci Mane, top-seeded Tiger Woods and The Negro Channel speaks volumes regarding your distaste.
In honor of this monumental victory, I have spend 2/13's period of Blent reflection on Harriet Tubman. It was her elementary school . I think we can safely say Sister Moses didn't lead slaves to northern freedom so that they could sing "I Eat Da Pussy" in front of a dancing, cooch finger-licking toddler.
I still haven't had a drop of "the white man's poison" either.
For those of you who may not be aware, Blent marks a roughly 40-day period of lament and reflection for general societal decline here at RMC. Blent is a contraction of "Black Lent" or "Black Lament," but the shit is really for everyone.
When has the hate ever excluded on the basis of race, culture or creed, right?
Are you fucking kidding me?! Another tie?! What the fuck is going on, haters?!
As per the precedent set by Rick Ross and Buju Banton's tie, Katt Williams and Rod Blagojevich will advance to a three-way dance with Max B! Owwwwww!
Here's your updated bracketology:
As for the complete Round 2 results, dere dey go:
East:
#1 Lil' Boosie (79.6%) def. #8 R. Kelly (20.4%) #12 OJ Da Juiceman (70.6%) def. #13 Ron Artest (29.4%) #6 WSHH Content (56.9%) def. #3 Delonte West #7 I Eat Da Pussy Boys (70.6%) def. #2 Chris Brown (29.4%)
South:
#1 Gilbert Arenas (85.0%) def. #8 Marshawn Lynch (15.0%) #4 Gerald M. Saluti (61.1%) def. #5 Charles Hamilton (38.9%) #3 Max B (57.1) def. #6 Bow Wow (42.9%) #2 Katt Williams tied. #7 Rod Blagojevich
Midwest:
#1 Tiger Woods (74.6) def. #9 Barbara Norton (25.4%) #12 Sexy Spec (64.7) def. #13 Michael Steele (35.3%) #3 Gucci Mane (68.4%) def. #6 Frankie Lons (31.6%) #2 Plaxico Burress (62.6%) def. #7 Soulja Boy Tell 'Em (37.4%)
West:
#1 Lil' Wayne (58.8%) def. #9 Chopper (41.2%) #4 DMX (50.9%) def. #12 Joe Jackson (49.1%) #3 BET Programming (56.8%) def. #6 Stephon Marbury (43.2%) #2 Buju Banton (42.0%) def. #10 Kanye West (36.0%) and #15 Rick Ross (22.0%)
We have our first tie in DNCAA history. I've enclose photo evidence just to show you I ain't bullshittin'. I know how some of you feel about polls on XXL.
We've set a new DN Tournament precedent by allowing both participants
in question to advance. Officer Ricky, Buju Banton and Kanye West will three-way dance to advance!
The complete Round 2 bracket is as follows:
Midwest Results:
#1 Tiger Woods (87.8%) def. #16 SOHH Headlines (12.2%) #9 Barbara Norton (60.5%) def. #8 Hurricane Chris (39.5%) #13 Michael Steele (69.3%) def. #4 Charlie Sheen (30.7%) #12 Sexy Spec (63.6%) def. #5 Joe Budden (36.4%) #3 Gucci Mane (71.1%) def. #14 Tila Tequila (28.9%) #6 Frankie Lons (52.0%) def. #11 Lamar Odom (48.0%) #7 Soulja Boy Tell 'Em (53.2) def. #10 Sammy Sosa (46.8%) #2 Plaxico Burress (92.0%) def. #15 Beanie Sigel (8.0%)
West Results:
#1 Lil' Wayne (75.2%) def. #16 Diddy (24.8%) #9 Chopper (66.1%) def. #8 Waka Flocka Flame (33.9%) #4 DMX (73.6%) def. #13 Kid Cudi (26.4%) #12 Joe Jackson (53.5%) def. #5 VH1 Programming #3 BET Programming (77.7%) def. #14 Nas (22.3%) #6 Stephon Marbury (68.8%) def #11 Alfamega (31.3%) #10 Kanye West (53.5%) def. #7 MTV Programming #2 Buju Banton tied #15 Rick Ross
It's time for the opening tip! I don't have to tell you fine haters what to do. You already know what it is. It's your boy, Ron Mexico City. We up in this motherfucker gettin' money and shit. Fuck niggas stay on ya job! I'm bout mines! [Insert silly slogan here] Gnome sane?!
I'm sorry. Forgive me. My webcam just went off and something came over me. Here are your 16 of your 32 first round matchups.
While I openly believe that 24-hour news networks are the worst thing ever to happen to journalism, I chose MSNBC's coverage of Michael Jackson's Memorial for hip-hop journalist Toure.
[Blogger's Note: Don't ever call him a "hip-hop journalist". Trust me.]
After sitting through my 5th or 6th installment of the "Laptop Hunters" series, I began to notice a very unsettling pattern in the clip format of these Microsoft Windows commercials.
If this ain't 'bout the most abominable of chicken coons you've seen...
Between Chef G. Garvin and Annie the Chicken Queen, both descendants of Chicken George, I'm about to deem all poultry as food that incites racial insecurity.
Holy fuck! I can’t stop laughing! Is this the kind of Oprah Winfrey “finding your spirit” bullshit we can expect from Uncle L’s blog going forward?
“The next chapter of your life has begun… The
toughest decisions you will ever have to make lie in front of you.
Decisions that will require you to choose between integrity and
necessity enact the promises made to millions of people and recognize a
change in perspective that will sometimes make those promises
impossible to keep. Only you will be able to make those choices.” –LL Cool J, Open Letter to Barack Obama via AllHipHop.com
Bwaaaahahahahhaa! Then LL winked and handed Barack a stick of Old Spice Swagger. Of course, this is after anxiously shrieking that trampled chipmunk noise he used to make back in the rec room era.
*long sniff* Nice!*obligatory lip lick*
Let’s all thank Captain Obvious and his trusty sidekick, Mr. Redundancy Man for that indispensable message.
N2U's Don Lee helps bring Strom Thurmond's dream for the Negro closer to fruition by penning an ode to the black man's kryptonite for our friends at McDonald's.
I know what you're thinking. "Who the hell is 'N2U?'"
Reduced-time rapper/actor/weapon connoisseur Clifford “T.I.P.” Harris has an entirely different type of Paper Trail for the peoples of Atlanta to follow.
“Yeen’t gotta leave yo’ home all night.
If you got a phone, drop dime on ya nig-ger-row [Negro]
I’m not going to go as far as using the “s”-word to describe civilians reporting crime in their own neighborhoods. [We've already eased on down Definition Road with the likes of Cam'ron
and other misguided rapsters who fail to understand the concept's
confinement to a particular field, game or industry.] However, a spearchucker like T.I. ought to know better than to…
Wait a minute. What “s”-word y’all thought I was talking about?
"So I got Zac Posen. That's on the high-end. I got Sean John, who's very multicultural lifestyle brand, and then I have now, boom, Enyce...
I'm the king the remix, so if you wanna know what I'm gonna do, I'm
gonna remix the brand and make a hit like I make my records." -Diddy, Diddy Blog Special Bulletin via WSHH
What Puffy meant to say:
"..and then I have now, boom, Enyce so niggas who just came home from 10-year bids can still feel good about their wardrobe."
Ron Mexico: Welcome to the final installment of ESDN First Hate for this 2008 SDN Tournament. Jemelle, Dana, Stuart, Skip, Scoop, Skap, Scallywhop, Jackpot, Billy X. Sunday and the rest of the ESDN staff want to thank you all for your attentiveness and participation.
Before we announce the winner of the final matchup between Division A’s #8 seed, Diddy and Division B’s #14 R. Kelly, I’d like to take this time to request a round of applause for all 32 of this year’s contestants.
There was a time when Puffy was like the Oracle of this remix shit.
Andre Harrell:*nodding head* Damn, Sean. What’s this shit? *now screwing face*
Puffy: Heh. You like that, right? That’s that “Flava In Ya Ear” Remix! I’mma get LL Cool J and Busta Rhymes on it! I think I’mma have to let my new nigga Biggie spit on this shit too. Yeah. I can see it now.
How the fuck is an ass-ignorant, oratorically inept shine box nigga like Puff Daddy gonna call himself anything Obama-related? If Barack the Vote does anything
well, it’s address the masses. Such monkers as “Ciroc Obama” should
be reserved for negroes whose public speaking prowess extends past a
shuffle, a jive and an occasional “take that.”
So as soon as Barack the Vote gets mentioned in
some rapster’s hot 16 they attach the senator by his umbilical to every
questionable statement or decision said rapster had made since birth.
Yet, no one seems to have a problem with John McCain giving a room full of high-school girls a “gasolina” shower.
I guess the lyrics don’t count if they’re in Mexican.
I was gonna talk about Dame Dash’s broke ass but had a change of heart… I mean, plans.
Apparently, niggas wanna play some damn Playstation.
Earlier this week Lil’ Bow Wowwent had one of his weed carriers run down to Wal-Mart or wherever to wait on line for one of them limited edition Madden ’09 20th Anniversary jawns. After inflating his ego by forcing his entourage to throw contests/only allowing them to use the Miami Dolphins, Mr. Wow issued a $100,000 challenge to The Game to, well, play games.
While weighing in on Jimmy [Jones] Being Jimmy, we touched on the hand grenade that is Memphis Bleek’s Garnier Fructis commercial. I believe we “put a pin in it” as Jeremy Piven would say.
*removes pin* *drops grenade to ground* *kicks grenade under Bleek’s Outback Steakhouse delivery bike*
Il Gallo wasn't the only special foreign body making an American television debut yesterday at Vegas Summer League.
Stephon Marbury's new facial tattoo made its first appearance also.
Between the smoked-out interviews, his behavior surrounding the MSG sex circus suit and now the Starbury logo facial, Steph has certainly established himself as the frontrunner to win the prestigious Mike Tyson Award for Most Bizarre Media Entity.
I don't generally get too bothered by the stereotypically terrible, ass-ignorant public relations endeavors of McDonaldland Corporation. The shit is expected.
What particularly fucks with me is the underhanded criticism of hip-hop made in the "sampling" bit. It's always people, like the suits at Mickey D's, who don't understand the process that are most willing to comment.
When Rapper A samples Soul Singer B's forgotten classic, Soul Singer B gets a brand new subsidy for her/his canned soup regimen.
Maybe the wisecrack would make more sense if Safe Negro A takes a bite of Happy Mexican's sandwich and somehow the sandwich produces... more sandwiches? A McDonald's gift card worth fitty-leven thousand dollars?
Sampling doesn't take the pickles off the burger. At the very least it lets a bum-ass supersize for free.
P.S.: We all know someone would have been stabbed behind this shit if the situation were any closer to reality, holmes.
No, it's not Earvin, unfortunately. But Magic Johnsonsure can sell a mean combo treatment... and some chicken.
This is "Sneaker Magic" with Dynamo, Adidas' newest ad campaign.
Damn, Adidas. Y'all turned to a street magician/gigolo known only (on matchbooks and bathroom walls) as "Dynamo" to promote your gear?
Remember the good ol' days when a nigga actually playing some good ball would sell a sneaker?
Was Kevin Garnett's breakdown celebration a little too over-the-top for your target demographic, Adidas? You couldn't even perform the trick on Garnett?
How these niggas gonna use Marlena Shaw's"California Soul" for a Dockers commercial featuring nothing but white people doing the least soulful shit imaginable?
I'm sure Marlena ain't complaining, but damn... Can we get a nigga pop-lockin' or something? The disparity in this ad is staggering.
What next? Paul Simon in a Popeye's commercial?
Nah, I ain't frontin on Uncle Paulie. But all my official, thorough-like hood niggas know Garfunkel kept him funky.
This is definitely what Mo'nique was talking about in "Charm School." Go out there and be somebody!
"Want some lip chap... on your African soupbone?"
Damn, Kennedy. How far we've fallen from MTV Spring Break.
I thought that $50,000 was gonna change her life. Didn't she say she wasn't gonna have to do this kind of shit anymore?
I guess that money was just enough to buy her freedom back from Goldie Mack. The rest obviously went to a bag of cush, a tub of bees wax, some Kool-Aid packets, "good" socks and booty shorts.
Diggin' the socks, though.
*head exploding*
Ingredients: chicken grease, red kool-aid, beeswax, man mustard, hot sauce
The shit's all-natural, bro.
P.S.: Red Grant will appear in your baby shower video for a plate.
Just shooting baskets for the whiteys... I mean "townies."
Damn, Chuck. Ain't this about some fake-ass Dave Chappelle shit?
Now all we need is for the black pixie to come bring him a tray of chicken wings.
I can see the ad exec at AT&T gettin shut down right now:
"Umm, Mr. Chappelle. We want you for a national commercial spot. *pause* Yeah. Real simple. You're gonna shoot some baskets and make those wacky Chappelle noises in a bar full of normal bar patrons. You know. Regular people... *long pause* Oh, no? Okay then. Zippety doo-dah. Bye-bye."
...and Oprah didn't understand a nigga's perspective.
Mixtape/album. A project that blurs the line between the two entities. There are both positive and negative examples of these. Most negative examples are packaged and sold by Amalbum Digital, baby!
Whoonery (n.) -
White coonery.
Negromantic (adj.) -
Stereotypically negrous love story. Romantic scenario manufactured for black entertainment. [See: Negromatic Comedy (genre)]
Urban (n.) -
Negrous in nature. Of or pertaining to Negro culture. Used in popular media to describe black shit without saying "black shit."
Mulletor (n.) -
1. One who wears a mullet. 2. One of hillbilly descent. (pron.: "Skeletor")
Bermuda Triangle-esque region on back where hands are unable to reach for lotion application (variable).
Cropdusting (v.) -
Blunt augmentation via foreign substances, usually of the opiate orientation. (See: MTW)
Coonery (n.) -
Coon-like behavior. Anything associated with the Flavor of Love franchise. Farnsworth Bentley's day job.
SDN (n.) -
Smart Dumb Nigga. (See: Katt Williams, The Pimp Chronicles Vol. 1; Ghostface, The World According to Pretty Toney) (abbr.)
MTW (n., adj.) -
More Than Weed. Laced greenery (i.e.: Woolahs). (PSA: Don't hit the blunt if you don't know/trust whoever rolled it, children.)
Whitney Diet (n.) -
Cocaine in a can, baby!
Touchdown (n.) -
A nigga that ain't all the way retarded, but just got a touch of Down's [Syndrome]. (i.e. Chris Brown)
The Negro Channel (n.) -
Black Embarrassment Television (see: BET). Abbreviated as "TNC."
Snapper (n.) -
One who performs snap music. A Franchize Boy. A Soulja Boy.
NPS (n.) -
Niggas Per Sentence average. Amount of times the "n"-word is used in a single sentence.
ManBearPig (n.) -
A dangerous mythical beast spawned from the imagination of Al Gore. A nickname for Tiffany "New York" Pollard's mother, Sister Patterson.
CB4 (n.) -
Cock Block [Level] 4. A nickname for Tiffany "New York" Pollard.
Cank Stoochie (n.) -
Nether-regions in dire need of hygienic attention. Nappy minor-league dugout. (see: Flavor of Love)
Blented (adj.) -
Blunted + Bent. Twisted. Slizzard.
Blent (n.) -
Black Lent. Ron Mexico's unofficial 40-day period of reflection and lament spanning from Dr. Martin Luther King, jr. Day through the end of short-ass Black History Month.
BDP (n.) -
Black Diabetes Pandemic. Kool-Aid induced-suffering. The reason Big Mama lost her leg. The new Black Plague.
Niggaball (n.) -
A sport likening basketball, but covered in Lawry's Seasoned Salt. AND 1 Mixtape Tour. Basketball-esque performance sorely lacking in fundamental skills. (see: Philip "Hot Sauce" Champion)
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