The battle of the blogs. The battle of stickers. One on the way up. One looking like it’s alienating everyone who has anything to do with it (but who would give a fuck when you just made a song for Usher). Why the fuck is The Dirty Frenchman smiling like a fucking cunt. He should have a mean face on. But he’s a drunk ass. So he smiled for this. Anyway. Sure WMC is almost over but we’re still gonna fucking post all the latest shit you need to wreck parties. WITHOUT FURTHER ADO LET’S GET THIS GOING AFTER THE FUCKING JUMP!
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Who the fuck are these dudes? They are The Tribe Called Red. We went to the fucking Drake in Toronto last night and they were playing all this crazy shit like moombahton and rap music and dubstep and bass and then we got so fucking drunk and now we feel like puking at work. Caballo was there with his strong opinions. Dos Mundos fuckers were there. We missed The Torro Torros’ set. We will say they killed it. Slowed fuckers did it again. The Tribe Called Reds are good dudes. They dj like assholes and by assholes we mean geniuses. Shit was messy there. We are messy now. Literally. The Dirty Frenchman didn’t shower before work. He smells like booze and his coworkers probably smell the booze and are pretending they don’t but at the same time judging him. Let’s just listen to music. GRAB IT AFTER THE FUCKING JUMP: