Jason Ellis is looking forward to “having a monster in his pants” for the weekend and wonders if Eminem really is gay.  Fuck if I know or even care, but now that fucking song is stuck in my head.  Along with images of Young Wing and Slim Shady aggressively  pounding it out prison-style like sweaty Neo-Nazis as Rihanna is strapped onto a Hitachi and screaming in high-pitched delight while squirting ladyjizz across the room and onto their glistening tatted bodies.  Tully estimates that Eminem is 30% gay.  NYA is happy to provide the other 70.  Welcome to the Friday recap, you’re stuck with me again.  Prepare your sphincters for some bullet points.   Continue reading →