GCOTD: Drew Stevyns (a.k.a. Andrew Petrowski)

Nuggets, Boogers, Droppa Duece and a few others went to middle school , back in the Clarksville days, with this douche. He played a song just like this at Nuggets's 8th grade B-day party. It got all the girls panties in a bunch. A move which quickly cost him dearly in gaining any friends because there was really only 1 chick worth looking at out of the 8 (yes only 8) girls in our class.

DOUCHE!!

For those of you that don't know what the hell I am talking about, you probably won't care, but I thought it only fair to post here for comments.

You really should watch this one, not only did I tear up from lameness of "Drew Stevyns" (sounds like a porn name), but it is quite funny to watch Don't Hassle the Hoff talk not drunk, with a shirt on, and without a burger hanging from his mouth (a.k.a. getting awesome) knowing that millions have seen him in that state.

Jackal Prophecy Fulfilled: Jackals See the Light

Jackals don't say "I told you so". That's not what this is about. It's about a free exchange of ideas and high velocity fecal and urine. My Jackals, as you stretch and yawn from your summer hibernation, be sure to keep your heads on their respective swivels. Bitch juice guzzlers are gunnin' your jackal ass day and night. Ouzo is not that bad by the second glass. I'll post tomorrow about how I feel at my 6:30am studio taping. I just wanted to say it was a long time coming, but I think haters/ninjas/doubters/eli's, whatever you want to call them, are starting to recognize the brute force that is, the Jackals Den. DO NOT SLEEP!