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...you never go back, Bitch better have my money, good thing, Martha Stewart, Snoop Dogg, unlikely pairings
By Smaktakula
For one thing, she never went back.
This Little Scene Of Domestic Bliss Is Called "Bitch Better Have My Pudding."
26 Friday Aug 2011
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...you never go back, Bitch better have my money, good thing, Martha Stewart, Snoop Dogg, unlikely pairings
For one thing, she never went back.
This Little Scene Of Domestic Bliss Is Called "Bitch Better Have My Pudding."
01 Friday Jul 2011
Posted in Culture
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African-Americans, Al Sharpton, Alicia Keyes, Arsenio Hall, black men, civil rights, dreadlocks, fauxhawk, follicular douchebaggery, freedom to look like an idiot, James Brown, men, Michael Jackson, mullets, nasty blond dreadlocks, odious hairstyles, pimps, preachers, Snoop Dogg, straight hair, white people

Seriously--Is There Anyone Who Thinks This Looks Good?
Look, this is America–really, you can wear your hair any way you want. However, in our ongoing battle against follicular douchebaggery, Promethean Times has previously inveighed against such stylistic travesties as the mullet, the fauxhawk and dreadlocks on blond guys. Today, we make a special appeal to black guys across the world: Please don’t straighten your hair.
We’re Just Talking About Dudes. Don’t Change A Thing.
In the very early days of the Civil Rights movement, it was briefly fashionable for African-American men to straighten their hair. However, with the development and solidification of a black racial consciousness, natural hair began to make a comeback, and straight hair began to become a rarity among black men.

A Helpful Abstraction.
However, in 2011 there are still a handful of professions where straightened hair is the norm for African-Americans. Chief among these are preacher, pimp and some combination of the two.

"I FEEL GOOD!" He Looks Good, Too. When You're A Sex Mo-Sheen, You Can Be The Exception To The Rule.
Some quick DOs & DON’Ts:

DON'T!

DON'T!

DON'T!

You're Fine, Ma'am. Sorry To Have Bothered You.
22 Monday Nov 2010
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America's shittier cities, bleary-eyed beatniks, burnouts, cannabis, crotch can also be a verb, demon weed, Department of Homeland Security, Don't touch my junk!, doobage, dope, Flight of the Conchords, ganja, grass, hemp, hempheads, John Tyner, marijuana, pot, quarter sack, reefer, Snoop Dogg, stoners, sweet sweet cheeba, Tommy Chong, Transportation Security Administration, TSA, viral, wasters, wastoids, What the fuck TSA? Flying is scary enough already!, Willie Nelson

Tommy Won't Be Flying Any Time Soon. Not In An Airplane, We Mean.
The TSA’s invasive new search procedure has yet to detect any foreign terrorists, and has ignited the passions of an already-frustrated air traveling public following a videotaped encounter between TSA officials and John Tyner. Tyner, whose junk was apparently so sensitive that he took great pains to prevent the TSA from coming in contact with it, posted the encounter on the internet where it went viral. The TSA has been scrambling to downplay the incident and defuse tensions. But amid the maelstrom of explanation and recrimination, one happy piece of news is going unheard.

Your next flight will likely be free of cannabis users. Data suggest that because of the TSA’s strict new policy, most stoners–America’s home-grown menace, are electing not to fly. In some very rare instances, a few burnouts are attempting to fly without bringing weed to their destination.
Having previously stripped air-travelling potheads of such reliable hiding places as shoes, toiletries, and false-bottomed beverage containers, the TSA’s new requirements take it up a notch. By paying such meticulous attention the air-traveling public’s groinage, the TSA has effectively removed the last* method stoners have for bringing weed with them to their sundry destinations.
“I don’t think there’s any question that the flying public is safer without marijuana users on airplanes,” said an unnamed TSA official, “Can you imagine what would happen if one of those potheads began to eat another passenger? That doesn’t sound too groovy to me.”
But marijuana activists disagree. “Lame,” says Jeremy, a 21 year-old student. “It’s fascist,” adds fellow student, 22 year-old Gooch, “The people aren’t going to stand for it. I’m writing a letter to my congressman. Or I will. Right now Flight of the Conchords is on, so . . . you know.”

Pro-Marijuana Activists Contend That Visiting America's Shittier Cities Without At Least A Little Cheeba Is Unnecessarily Cruel.
Those burnouts brave enough to travel without Mary Jane are most likely counting on a hookup in their destination city. Invariably, despite the best policing and preventative measures, a few of these bleary-eyed beatniks will have friends or relatives to arrange a hookup upon their arrival, or possibly kick them down a few nugs. But the vast majority will reach their destination and be unable to find cheeba in an unfamilliar city. They will have a really shitty time.
Perhaps then drug abusers will finally get the message. Marijuana ruins lives.

"When A Man Can't Just Crotch A Quarter Sack And Catch His Flight . . . Well, This Ain't The America I Know."
29 Thursday Jul 2010
Posted in Constitutional Issues, Crime, Culture, Drug Culture, Drugs, Health, Justice, National Events, Politics, Regional Politics
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You’ve got to hand it to the Cannabis Mafia–they almost pulled it off. They came dangerously close to fooling enough of the electorate to transform California into a patchouli paradise. Fortunately, it appears Californians have seen through the smokescreen.

He's More Clever Than He Looks. But Just As Filthy.
The media has been assaulted by an all-out blitz of pro-hemp propaganda. Some of these efforts attempt to play on the sympathies of caring Californians, by confusing a drug issue with a medical one. By reinforcing the notion that stoners who happen to have cancer and somehow think they deserve to possess a controlled substance “aren’t hurting anyone,” the pro-pot forces inch closer to their insidious goals.
Not hurting anybody? What about the cancer-ridden hemp-head? It’s understandable that in a moment of pain so debilitating as to defy description, an individual might give in to the propaganda in a desperate effort to dull the ravaging effects of an insidious illness.
But at what cost? In a random sampling of terminal cancer patients on hospice care who smoked marijuana, a Promethean Times survey found that a full 98% of these dying men and women were also using heavy painkillers like morphine, OxyContin and Fentanyl. This revelation flies in the face of every skeptic who disputes the established fact that marijuana is a gateway drug; the link between weed and so-called “harder” drugs could not be more plain.
This publication is not alone in its crusade against marijuana legalization. Joining the fight are various church and school groups. In particular, some African-American interest groups are vociferously against marijuana legalization, knowing all too well its dangers, as blacks are incarcerated for marijuana offenses at a disproportionately higher rate than whites, despite consuming less of the stuff.*
The following facts about dope have been provided by the venerable anti-drug organization DARE (Drugs Are Ruining Everything):
1) People who smoke pot are 325% more likely to cannibalize children (their own or others) than people who do not smoke pot.
2) Children of parents who have smoked pot even once are almost TWICE as likely to grow up to be carnies than children of responsible parents.
3) Stoned drivers are 56% less likely than drunk drivers to survive being hit by a drunk driver.
4) Smoking pot virtually guarantees time wasted interacting with hippies.
5) Pot smoking is the sole cause for rectal cancer.
6) Hitler didn’t smoke pot. But can you imagine how many people he would have killed if he did?
7) Smoking pot will make your eyes fall out.
Thanks To Soft-Hearted Do-Gooders, This Stoner Just Hit The Jackpot.
Legalization’s deleterious effects will be felt far beyond urban areas; it will also target some of America’s most important industries. Just as a glut of junk food edges out wholesome foods, so will marijuana legalization put the squeeze on America’s alcohol distributors and manufactures.
Many people will no doubt believe that the sacrifice of one supposed vice for another is a of little consequence. But when one considers the ramifications of even the tiniest reduction in California’s alcohol intake, it readily becomes apparent that legalization will put the state on the fast track to disaster.
Less drinking will severely impact California’s liquor stores, as well as its many fine taverns. Again, these businesses may be written off as “dens of sin.” But what about insurance agents, car salesmen, funeral directors, condolence card company executives, EMTs and America’s dedicated doctors and nurses? Removing even one drunk driver from the road is another blow these hard-working professionals simply cannot endure.

Drunken Fratboys: The World Would Be A Sadder Place Without Their Merry Brand Of Self-Entitled Douchebaggery.
Consider the retail industry. Almost 40% of major retail purchases are made while drunk. It is laughable to assume that sober buyers would spend with the same abandon. It isn’t huge chain stores that’s killing local businesses, but rather teetotalers.
And what about fraternities? Will they still command the same mysterious allure if it’s known in advance that there will be no sweaty, half-naked vomit-bonding with the bros? Hardly.
There’s also the danger that marijuana legalization might spread beyond the borders of California, and perhaps the United States itself. Imagine if other countries lessened their alcohol consumption: without alcohol to keep the Irish quarrelsome and disorganized, the world would be up to its ass in shamrocks. Nobody wants that.

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