In every joke there is an element of truth

Still scared of the deep blue sea..?

Let us lighten the tone a little bit with two examples of modern comic genius.

In the blue corner we have Monty Python's Flying Circus.

And in the red corner The Kids in the hall.

Wouldn't it have been great if these guys got together and had one big affair?

Good minds think alike

When Rae and Ghost came together like Voltron and dropped the Purple Tape a.k.a. Only Built for Cuban Linx Niggas, the rap game was changed forever.

A double act like this cannot be rivalled, even if some new faces think they've got the game to step up- They haven't!

If you want to do a live show, take a tip from these guys. Heavy.

Wasteman get left swimming with the fishes.

Pot luck

You're only as good as your next shot.

Whenever the weather takes a turn for the worse, you can be sure to find me hunkered down low over the Baise potting balls. I disconnect from Life's struggles and strife to enjoy 147s , safeties and straight up awesome shots.

This post is dedicated to one of the World's most talented players who passed in April this year after losing a match against cancer.

Paul Hunter. R.I.P.

Proof is in the pudding

If there is one species that were never touched with Enlightenment, I think it has to be rollerbladers.

Not your pretty children skating around and grazing their knees, nor the couple that insist on playing together even though only one half is having fun, whilst the other is grasping at straws.

No.

The rollerbladers that missed the smart gene altogether are the ones who think that caking the floor, or the top surface- NOT the edge!- of something, in wax.

I'm sorry. Did I miss the memo. isn't that regression, not progression..?

One helluva drug

Big T and the boys have really pulled the wool over the Feds eyes this time. Re-location to the Northsea coastline resort of Ostende is where the Bada Bing entertains social misfits.

Did you know that Belgium runs things when it comes to illegal trade? That's right! All top quality gear from abroad stops there first, so next door Amsterdam get sloppy seconds.

New York, LA... No dice. Whenever Prince or Rick James wanted to party, you know they went Belgian.

Fire walk with me

I went looking for Bob but couldn't find him...

Maybe he went snowboarding?

Master P is gonna need all the cameras he can get because a new breed is out and they're hungry. Grime runs the road.

If you think urban music is contradictory, try today's Kurdish proverb for size:

After a good meal, a Kurd kills a man or kidnaps a woman.

A new deal

I'm all about the eco-system and I don't need Al Gore to teach me.

I wasted someone else's money on trying get my ass into the driving seat. I seperate, the paper, metal and glass, but I don't bother with the food because a bag of rotting ingredients doesn't smell too good in a flat. If I'm not whizz-planking it or tanking it around town on one of my bikes, you might catch me cruisin' with these wiley cats.

Maybe Al Gore should hire a few of these Heavies to get the point across..?

Res Ipsa Loquitor

The thing speaks for itself.

Welcome to a new phase for Maxwell Woodger Esq. - The Blog.

While I get to grips with this weird and wonderful new medium, let me leave you with this pearl of wisdom that is a Creole proverb:

All crabs die in doughballs.