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Biggest Mistake Ever

So these Somalian pirates that on a rampage hijacking boats on the high seas slipped up and landed on their head . . . big time.

Their usuals targets are oil tankers and cargo ships with little to no security. Thats all well and good as some actually argue that the pirates are somewhat validated in their attempts to "tax" ships for passing through their waters as they are without a proper governemt since 1991. I don't necessarily agree with them but thats not really my issue with them here and now.

BUT...
18 years without a government . . . WTF yo!

In June an "official" (ie its Chief Farah Ahmen Omar) was asked about the Somalian Navy which is supposed to be guarding their waters from pirates. He revealed that they had no boats nor equipment and he himself has not been to sea in 23 years. LOL

Anyhow back to the matter at hand . . .

These brothers spotted a boat out at sea and decided that this boat was their next target... now in terms of technology these pirates aren't like John Travolta in Swordfish type badboys eh. More like Johnny Depp in Pirates of the Caribbean. So they have no facts to work with other than they seeing a boat and it looking like a imps.

So yea boom dey start to shoot behind the boat.

Next ting dem brothers realise - d boat shooting at them more than they shooting at it and the guns on the boat bigger and shiner than their own.

Dese fuckers mistake a FRENCH NAVY command and supply ship for a harmless cargo vessel. I sure dem brothers shit deyself twice before they knew what to do next.

Obviously they tried to 'run' but 5 of them were caught but they had already dropped their guns into the sea.

LOLOL

What I want from you'll is to comment and give me some bigger fuckups in history.

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"Anytime yuh see ah man sharpening a cutlass in d city . . . somebody goin an get CHOP!"

When las . . .

Obama On Kanye

Hmmmm

WTF FILES: "WTF!!!"

WTF Files: LOL

Americans are NOT stupid . . . . roooighttttt!

Don't take my word for it . . . you be the judge!

The Dog's favorite Panday

Subash at it again . . . LOL

2010 Budget . . .

The budget is out and by now we have heard that tickets for driving offenses have gone UP (no park lights, speeding, driving without seatbelt, dark tint & driving on the PBR . . . *sigh*) but also an increase in taxes on cigarettes & alcohol . . . 15% for local (Fernandes, Angosutra, etc) and 30% for imported (Moet, Johnnie, Hennessy, etc).

The Dog's view . . WE have forced the government to do something like this cuz really & truly the amount of people dying on our roads on a daily basis is obscene. The straw that broke the camel's back had to be 11-month Nevi Vionna Ramjit. She was on her mother's lap in the front seat of their vehicle (with no seatbelt) and upon impact baby Nevi went through the windscreen.

The raise in alcohol is also a two-fold plus for Trinidad as
1) we are the largest consumers of alcohol per capita in the Caribbean and no matter the cost of this vice, I personally don't see this changing anytime soon, so why shouldn't the government make some money for the country by raisin the tax?!
2) Drunk people act like drunk people and do shit when behind a steering wheel so why not raise the price to try to deter some from getting drunk (again I don't think it will deter the masses but a couple of individuals aint too bad a start)

There are alot of other things in the budget that are a good move for the country given the current state of things. . .

For the full budget click here

The Chronicles Of Killadev: A connoisseur of hurt!

AH BOY, well it has been awhile since I decided to post something, and this not for a lack of eventful and interesting happenings in the tumultuous mazes that is correctly representative of my life. I could simply point out my inadvertent and unwilling version of the ‘know your country tour’, which simply means I got extremely lost, on consecutive weekends in some places I did not know existed in Trinidad, like Savonetta. When I heard the name I earnestly believed it was some back water town on the outskirts of Caracas, but NO, it is really in Trinidad. Anyway the reason I decided to omit these adventures was that I was feeling to be a tad more profound than my recent postings. This urge to be more profound led me to my study of the interactions of the two extremely opposite, alien, seemingly unsustainable forces greatly contrasting forces: male and female relationships.

Now I am going to rag on the ladies because of a dialogue that has been going on in the office and it seems for an eternity. It is on the choice of significant others. So let’s set up the hypothetical situation: one girl two guys. Both guys are actively pursuing the love interest of the girl of more locally and lightly put ‘tracking the bird.’ However one of the guys is a known and renowned ‘player’ (I don’t agree with this term at all I see it as some sort of profiling or prejudicial statement) and the other is a good God fearing young man. Now it is my experience that 8 out of 10 times the player will get through as we say. Now this brings us to a loggerhead of values because girls scream from the mountain tops to the bottom of the ocean they want a man to treat them good and essentially hold their hand in the road, however the player is not doing that. The nice young man would but he is still not chosen. Why you say, I have a bazillion theories on this but I will submit one or two here, for time and space is an issue.

Theory number1:
Girls see the player as exciting and challenging, whether it be good or bad excitement but excitement and perceives the nice guy as boring and a push over. They believe they would be bored with nice guy and always challenged and excited by the player who will have them ‘on their toes’ so to speak. In my experiences when a girl believes she can dominate a relationship as would be the case with the nice guy, she does want it and calls the guy lame and perceives him as weak, only because he wants to treat her good which if you recall was her mantra from peak of El Tucuche to the bottom of Gulf of Paria. So there is a fundamental problem built into this behaviour.

Theory number2:
Girls like getting treated badly. Now this may not make sense to you and for that matter me but based on their actions it is hard to believe otherwise. Why would you knowingly enter into a situation with someone who may not even like you when you may have a nice guy willing to do almost anything for you? But yet still you disregard his advances and instead put yourself in front of the emotional firing squad. Would you not then be a glutton for punishment? A slave for pain? A connoisseur of hurt?

Now the theories I put forward have been modified time and time again and I am not claiming to know anything more than my observations have shown and also I am not objected to modifying them again and again until they may hold fast most of the time. I say most of the time because it is impossible to have a blanket statement to cover every possible statement.

Killadev.....

Juju's Ugly Truth about "The Ugly Truth"

May The Dog present one of our guest writers, Juju. Young, intelligent and promising, just like The Angry Pothound likes. Enjoy!

THE UGLY TRUTH

Genre: Romantic Comedy

Premise: Abby Richter (Katherine Heigl), a clueless romantic and anal producer of a network morning TV show in Sacramento, CA faces pressure from her superiors as the show continues its steady decline in the ratings. In a last-ditch attempt to save the show from being sacked, the station manager seeks out Mike Chadway (Gerard Butler), host of late-night cable show “The Ugly Truth.” Mike’s crass rants about why most women can never get what they want from men create a stir, catching the eyes and ears of Sacramento locals. By giving him a segment on Abby’s show, the network hopes to salvage what’s left of the show’s market share. Naturally, Abby and Mike’s disparate personalities are bound to clash. Abby is jarred by Mike’s boorish opinion and finds him undeserving of a place on her show, but is forced to work with him. In so doing, she discovers that there may be some merit to his theory and eventually, failing her own efforts, accepts his offer to help her woo the surgeon neighbour she’s been eyeing. In the process (goes without saying), the two opposites eventually attract. Produced by Heigl herself, Robert Luketic, (Legally Blond and Monster-In-Law) takes credit directing for this one. The script is by the trio of Karen McCullah Lutz, Nicole Eastman and Kirsten Smith, who also wrote Legally Blonde.

Unlike most of the rom-coms of this year (think The Proposal), The Ugly Truth, with some zippy writing and artful direction is a premise with potential to be an impressively satisfying chick-flick experience.

However, the actual movie teems with offensively stale and unsurprisingly predictable, cookie cutter battle-of-the-sexes babble, made worse by jaded hit-and-miss humour. Some scenes (like the troubled married anchor couple getting into an on-air makeout session on Mike’s prompting) are utterly impossible to believe. Others, like the vibrating panty at company dinner, should have been omitted entirely. The makeover and Latin dance scenes make for some colourful screenplay at best. Most enjoyable are the scenes in which Mike manages to coach an unwilling Abby on how to attract the surgeon, after watching her flail around miserably on her own, almost driving him away.

With zero real laughs or romance, the film is neither as risqué nor as likable as it hoped to be. A wanna-be edgy and funny variation of the rom-com template, it’s just on the brink of distasteful (if you have a clue, that is) and desperate. That’s the real ugly truth.

Would you want THIS DUDE next to you on a flight?

The Dog is convinced that people are crazy. As a pothound, sometimes a lot of things you guys do get lost in translation. Dogs don't get it, we're much simpler creatures.

So, you can probably understand why The Dog is confused about Darius Chappille, a 21-year old from Oakland, California, who decided it was a good idea to not only expose himself to the female passenger sitting next to him on his Southwest Airlines flight to St Louis, but to also punch her in the face.

Apparently, he also did the same to another female passenger who was sitting next to her husband. Where was her husband? Preparing to be punched on the top of his head by Darius only moments later.

Eventually, a group of passengers and flight attendants attempted to restrain Darius. Deputy officers from the Sheriff's Department managed to get on board and arrest Darius. By this time, Darius was naked and babbling.

And they say you humans are the most evolved. Hmph. Makes no sense to me.

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WTF Files: Piggyback Fail

So yuh run hard and win yuh race . . Well done . . . BUT . . . yuh look for some hype and FAIL while the whole world is watching

Lolololol

New local Steez: Ozy Majiq - perfect stranger

This dude he is SICK!!!! The dog loves this video.

P.S. His local tour kicks off on August 23rd @ the Uwi social club, stay tuned for more info and hopefully an interview.

Inspiration to start your weekend off right

Come on, you can make it. Just a few more hours (or more) until your weekend cycle of pace/extreme debauchery followed by your hypocritical Sunday churchgoing.

Until that lovely, blessed time arrives, here is a gift straight to you from Sarkozy. The Dog is warning you though - at the 1:12 point, he started getting a bit uncomfortable. However, it is kinda cute nonetheless. The Dog is contemplating taking lessons.

For your entertainment!

*arf

"Sooo, ummm, like, Caster Semenya, what's really good down south?"

Unless you've taken up residence under a rock, you would have undoubtedly heard the latest story in sports today (and no, we're not talking about Olympic medallist, superfreak and government experiment Usain Bolt - big up to him for that ridiculous race).

The Dog is, of course, talking about 18-year old South African gold medallist Caster Semenya. She has taken home the top prize for her impressive run in the 800 metres race at the World Athletics Championships in Berlin, and is doing SA pretty proud.

However, Semenya has come under attack for her ... um, UNORTHODOX appearance, to say the very least. Caster Semenya is being asked to undergo a gender test to prove that she is female and hence worthy of her medal in the women's finals.

According to the UK Guardian, Semenya doesn't see what all the fuss is about - she knows she is a woman, she has been teased for this all her life, and now it seems like she is pretty much over it. The Dog applauds her laidback, dohcare attitude to the media controversy and the attacks she has come under. The Dog finds this admirable. But even he is left to wonder: Caster, what's really good?

Or are we doing the whole "Don't Ask, Don't Tell" thing? In that case, The Dog has no questions, he has some skeletons in his kennel that he doesn't want getting out.

In the meantime, we here at The Angry Pothound support Caster Semenya 100%. The Dog has no time for petty gossip.

Poor Caster.

Did a Trini man really kill the king of pop?

Trinidadian born and bred Dr. Conrad Murray breaks his silence.

AND HE REALLY DOES SOUND TRINI!

footage courtesy Sirius Video

New Steez: Skid Nevely - K.I.A.

Chronicles Of Killadev - WOW this was pace!

As I sit here extremely drawn and seemingly quartered by my less than forgiving work trousers, I am forced to gently reflect on what could have been one of the best weekends known to humankind EVER. Now, for me to come to this astonishing conclusion and be totally confident in said decision is as startling to me as it is to you. Now, before we go forward, I must say that I have come to expect from myself some profound thought somewhere disguised in my posts. HOWEVER, this time, I think, is not that lucky, because this weekend was not for thinking, pondering or even merely engaging the memory centre of the human brain. NO I say, this was an all out weekend for nonsense: pure, unadulterated, no-holds-barred, thick and creamy nonsense. And it is my belief that everyone should have one of these before they die or get married, or before either event. I will try to remember most of the happenings and relate it.

So, post-losing a football game on Saturday, as is the custom in most countries and cultures some team building was in order. This just means beer and scotch in St. James, and this turned out to be the beginning of my slide into the dark nonsense. Promptly after building my team and vibe, a very hard party was in order, and where better than a free drinks in 51? This by no stretch of the imagination was a bad idea, as is the usual outcome with the prolific 51 - the party was to say the least, awesome. After this was done my night had seemingly now began, yet I was told there was a J'Ouvert.

Yes, I said: "a J'Ouvert."

Now the last time I checked, it was August. But there was a J'Ouvert nonetheless. To make sure I was not being taken for a fool, I changed my regular party clothes and decided to investigate ... and at about 5 am, I was on my way down to continue the best 2 days of my life. On arrival at Pier 1, I was presently shocked as there was chocolate, music, rum and ladies being given away, and yes these are some of my favourite things when singular, but when combined as it was so superbly done in that microcosm of J'Ouvert, I have no choice but to say to God: THANK YOU. (BIG UP COCO DEVILS FOR LIFE AT THIS POINT.)

After prematurely being introduced to J'Ouvert, and being covered in chocolate, scotch, and the stink of beautiful woman, there was a need for me and the team to get clean. And it was off to the beach. After waiting for KFC Maraval to open and investing some cold hard cash in the Colonel’s golden goodness and semi-sobering up, the excursion to the beach was on. After devouring many deep fried chicken parts, it was time to clean our souls of the sin and revelry that took place not more than 45 minutes before. As usual the cool Caribbean water of Maracas was healing, caressing and very much needed. Upon reaching home at 2 pm I had a ‘function’ (as used by the older heads to refer to a formal gathering of some sort) to attend at 2 pm, so it was in the shower and time to go. The ‘function’ I refer to needs no mentioning as I feel it is not my place and it’s not important for it to be known here. Just know that it was a good function and there was an open bar from which I did not to pry, my tired, sunburnt and hungover soul from until about 5 am Monday morning. Note that this all happened in the space of 48 hrs, and this could have been the best used 48 hrs ever in the history of ever. As I proof read this for typos and grammatical errors I am not sure if to be proud or ashamed BUT I can only say WOW, this was pace.

........KILLADEV.

New Steez - Major Lazer feat Vybz Kartel

We here at The Angry Pothound love sharing new music we find with our readers. The Dog has found his new favourite group Major Lazer (all you cool kids have, of course, been onto Major Lazer for a hot minute now).

"Pon De Floor," featuring Vybz Kartel (directed by Eric Wareheim, of the Adult Swim hit "Tim And Eric Awesome Show") is possibly one of the craziest videos we've seen circulating in a while. It's doing its rounds on the viral video tip, and people are LOVING it. Reminds The Dog of "Gimme Some More" - what you guys think? The song is catchy as hell too.

Warning: This video is basically a combination between Passa Passa & old-school Tetris. And just as fun. So, ya know, NSFW (Not Safe For Work)!

Enjoy! Share!

*arf

Bwils live @ corner bar tonight

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One of the Dog's Faves

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New Steez from Hey Haa!!!