(Kneeling) Giddy and innocent as hale, the new guy, George.  Nice guy. A little too nice for this shitty blog, but we’ll see how it goes. He enthusiastically informed us he’s interviewing Ghostface in a few weeks…I wanted to throw up.

(Grey Hoody) Marty. The voice of reason.

(In the middle…the one that knows what my the kids like.) JKLXVNIN. I apologized to him for my drunken attacks and overbearing personality. 2 cute black chicks approached him, and asked if he’s the guy that runs Purple Trill Night. I wanted to throw up.

(Next to me) DJ Knife. I apologized to him for my drunken attacks and overbearing personality. He in turn, bought me drinks and continued to be the nice guy he is to everyone, which made me hate myself and want to throw up.

(Perched on Bernie Rosenberg with the ceiling missing) DJ ON&ON. I was concerned with my appearance due to a sex-related accident I had that did damage to my nose. I’ll tell you about it in a few days.

(Not Pictured) Sleazy Trees. It’s better he didn’t show up. He would have dominated the conversation talking about formatting and blog functionality.

There I am. Orchestrating a classic commercial based around Hip Hop, fart jokes, strippers, beatboxing and violence.

In one scene, Almighty R.S.O. beats me down. In another, I’m taking a shit in unison with a beat-boxing Asian. In another, strippers dance while someone teaches a class how to perform a tip drill. You’ll love it. My mother will be ashamed. Coming soon….

March 6th.

Hip Hop Trivia.

Slaine.

Almighty R.S.O.

Good Life.

Remember that epic party a few weeks back brought to you by JTTS/Good Life with Freddie Foxxx and Premo? Check the footage.

Ghostface, Keisha Cole, Killa Cam, Urrrsher, and The Clipse.

Visuals from The Babymaker Volume II.

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To America’s parents who keep your daughters wholesome, drug free, and sober…you’re on the wrong track. Anyone with a yung yt daughter should make sure they know what being faded feels like by 15. If this pilgrim was wet mode for the first time in my presence, consider her food. I’d have her singin Miley Cyrus joints with 9 inches of Black Ashkenazi in her mouth.

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This is seizure blackout shit that’ll make you see visions of Pharoahs building golden pyramids on Mars, something like I imagined Tupac Rave to be. The kind of shit that makes Faraone steam from his ears and leaves DJ Knife in speechless awe.

DON’T LET ME INTO MA ZON.

Ladies and gentlemen, the Sleezy Trees Collection, featuring 17 original animations and photos from January to December 2011. Presented out of context for your enjoyment.

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And now.. Cats w/ $$$

We got midget clowns, rap p0asts, mushrooms, angry comments and all that. And now we’ll actually read you’re e-mails.

It’s gonna be big people.

shouts to Will C