Dj Lipton

Pivnoye is Russian for beer. I have no qualms or beef with any 'regular' citizen of any country. If your country is at war like most people of any country you don't like it. I don't like it when my country is at war along with most citizens of my country. War is old rich men sending young poor men to die. World government leaders act like toddlers who's mother won't buy them candy except they have bombs and tanks.

I just got a load of beef in and what I want the police to know is that the cows the beef is from were only fed marijuana. So when you have a hamburger you get really high from it. You see the THC in the marijuana fused with the fat of the cows and created weed beef. If you believe that I have this great bridge in Brooklyn for sale. Also, my eighty year old mother shipped the beef here like Clint Eastwood in that movie. So, if you believe that one too there's this great little bridge for sale in San Fransisco.

The Halls of Justice are the Halls of Gossip...

In a Polynesian tourist group outing to a village Mr. and Mrs. Dudley are murdered. The other tourists blame the locals but, that simply is not the case.

In a small surfing village in Southern California most of the men and women have significant others. Except for a few outcasts who live as hermits on the outskirts of town. One evening a drifter comes into town and says he is the second coming of Christ. He gathers the outcast hermits together and all hell breaks loose! Hippie Surfer Jesus Freaks!

Let's go surfin' now everybody's learnin' how...

Straight out of The Tomb the Unoriginal Jungleist.

Or should I say time travel is expensive...

Agent Walter Milton and his partner Stan Jefferson are sent to Williamsford, Indiana after a series of unexplained murders. In this town everything and everyone are innocent and the Grim Reaper is the justice system. The Occult Files!

That's enough lock 'em up!

The booty is good. The booty is good for the people. The booty is good. The booty is good for the country.