I know a ton of hot guys but these two stood out. They were both hot and had everything you could want. Money. Good looks. An awesome sense of style. Too bad one was a rapist and one almost killed a man. I bet I'll get in trouble for this. Wait, no I won't! Nobody listens to me!

I went to the gym in my hometown and almost broke my nose. I don't know what was worse, only ugly people working out, or nice people or almost breaking my nose. You decide.

Working out is the worst. I hate is so much but it's a necessary evil especially since I eat so much. This is about the gym I go to. Ugh... people and aesthetics piss me off almost as much as those Westboro Baptist Church wackos. You should celebrate yourselves! Just don't be an asshole in the process of being what you consider perfect.

I hate flying. I don't pray. The only time I pray kind of is when I'm flying. I did this podcast at my parents house when I was high on painkillers that I found in my moms cabinet. It's good to be home. I didn't pre listen to this long ass rant. You're welcome.

When I went home for the holidays I think my parents were happier then a pig in shit that I barely drank, smoke and I'm still single. They were happier that I'm curbing my vices more then they were to see me. Single? YAY! No really, they don't think I'm the marrying kind. Why would they?

So I talked about how I love nerds on my last podcast. This one is about men in Hollywood that I have come into contact with. I wanted to breakdown a list of who you will find in this fucking town. You can't sling a dead rat without hitting one of these....ahem...gents...

Something I like is nerdy guys and I'm breaking down cute nerds in Hollywood. I love the Budy Holly type. Too bad he died....good ol' boys drinkin' whiskey and rye....

Happy new year or as I like to call it amateur night. If you partied like a rock star and ended up in a police car here are some tip from me to you on how to survive jail

I went to a house party and I fucked shit up to the max. Now everyone hates me. I want to put a disclaimer that this post is EXTRA BITCHY...it almost makes me feel guilty. Well, almost....

Today is Christmas and I am celebrating with my loved ones and a bottle of hooch. This is a very spicy story that wound up not so hot at the end. Would you expect anything less from me? Merry Christmas f#ckers!