Show Re-cap For Thursday 4/19/2012

Dear Diary,
It is day 4 of TJES in NYC and on an unrelated note, I really like using acronyms. Rawdog’s car has been recovered, it was on the Coachella lot – he fucking misplaced his own car! He looked for it like 4 or 5 different times, even with a cop on a golf cart and he just never found it? And there’s pot in car, the car that the police found – but he has a medical marijuana card so Mr. X should be good to go. Sweet fucking Lord of the Flies. I have to believe that this story of Rawdog misplacing his car is now a joke email being forwarded to precincts all across the country. Diary, Rawdog is soooo cute. I wonder if he likes me. Because I like him.

Frank DeCaro stopped by the show today, he has such a huge crush on Ellis. I can only imagine what is written in Frank’s diary, you just know it’s gotta contain explicit material. @notchhillbilly pointed out that DeCaro and Pendarvis both have very similar laughs, only one is slightly gayer – which I thought was a very keen observation. There was an entire assload (get it?) of conversation about Ellis’ dick, gays, lesbians, and red public hair. Diary, I’m so confused. When will I get red pubes?

@Daniela555 was in the studio today to do makeup and hair for Ellis and Rawdog, they’re getting all dolled up like death metal dudes for the Death! Death! Die! show tomorrow night. I’m assuming Rawdog is staring directly at her tits the entire time she’s doing his makeup. Some chick called in because she got rushed during a book signing where Ellis misspelled her name, got it squared away and then got rushed along before she could get a picture. Bummer deal for her ass. Some dude called in to bitch about insurance and how it doesn’t cover Cialis and some shots for syphilis? Bummer deal for his ass. Another dude called into to say he’s also been stuck in the prize chamber, which is weird because apparently there’s like 10 of us stuck in there and only room for 3. Bummer deal for our asses. Diary, when will I get some food, see daylight, and get these two dudes off my lap? It makes me feel uncomfortable. I think someone touched me in my secret place. But I’m not sure.

I got my copy of Ellis’ book today, sadly, it wasn’t signed nor did it have the golden ticket. But it’s all good, because some of you chumps ain’t even got a book yet! Diary, two things. Number one, fuck Jay Thomas. Number two, I have some really important information and I’m not sure if I should tell anyone. I think they might already know, but I’m afraid that if I tell them and they don’t know, it will make them cry. But since I’m a real friend, I feel like I should tell them, so here it goes. Hey all you out there, I went to your house, rang your doorbell and asked your mom if you could come out and play. She let me in your house and started rubbing me. I don’t think you were home because she started moaning and nobody ever showed up. Anyway, ever since then we’ve been hooking up once a week and now when me or any other people come over, they bring her ice cream (see below) before she starts going to town, munching on our cocks. And that is how she came to be a fat whore. OH!

Show Re-cap For Tuesday 4/17/2012

It’s mother scratchin’ Tuesday – TJES is still in New York, and Ellis was on Stern today (listen to it on CobraTits’ site). Towards the beginning, Robin questioned how “awesome” and genuine Ellis really is about believing he’s awesome, he seemed to get a bit defensive about it. It was a little awkward but the interview moved on. Again, the interview contained a lot of discussion on his ex-wife, rehab, being molested by his father, skating, the threesome he had yesterday, etc. Basically all things most fans of Ellis have heard before. The more interesting part was when Stern and Ellis started talking about skateboarders being on America’s Got Talent. They disagreed pretty heavily about what real skateboarding is and who real skateboarders are, compared to what you might see on America’s Got Talent. At the end of the discussion, Robin got another dig in about Ellis not thinking he’s “awesome”. She actually came off a little cunty, there’s definitely a weird chemistry between her and Ellis.

Another interesting piece they talked about was Katie (@UnderwearWolf), and how while they were banging, she stuck her fingers in her ass and started playing with Ellis’ dick – that’s some pretty gangster fuck maneuvers. There were other details, but none that were really as interesting as the “poke the pecker that is in my pussy via the fingers in my asshole” trick. As the interview moved on, Stern kind of acknowledged that he’s not going anywhere, he likes his job. Ellis thanked him for paving the way for that type of radio, Stern told Ellis he should thank Robin and Fred as well – this is when Ellis had his opportunity to get a dig back at Robin by saying he would thank Fred, he said nothing about Robin. As they talked about both Stern and Ellis going through therapy to help better themselves and their relationships, Robin got another dig in by saying something similar to “how can you change yourself when you’re already awesome?”, to which Ellis replied “I’m not going to tell a girl to fuck off.” That’s pretty fucking funny, I don’t think there’s a real issue between Robin and Ellis, but it does seem clear that they play the “bickering back and forth” roles pretty well. Well enough that deep down, one might think there could really be some true tension there. However, Ellis said that during one of the breaks, he walked up to Robin’s window and basically everything was cool and they both like each other. Insert interracial hug scene here.

Holy shit, we’re already balls deep in this post and all we’ve talked about so far is his interview on Howard Stern and Katie’s hole play! Ellis was also on Raw Dog Comedy today, but that thing is filled with commercials and breaks to comedy bits. Nothing really important or exciting happened during the interview so we’ll just talk like cops and say, “move along, nothing to see here.” Rawdog (the boy legend) made it to the show today, unscathed, unharmed, and unadulterated. His whole Coachella story went like this: On his way to Coachella, forgot his wrist band, went back to get it, came back to the show, scarfed down a pot brownie so he didn’t have to try and sneak it in, ran to see the last 10 minutes of one of the bands he wanted to see, went and got himself a snack of chicken fingers, watched more garbage bands that make garbage music, got sleepy, went to leave, couldn’t find his car, spent 3 hours looking for his car, he’s chilly and tired now, talked to staff hoping for suggestions on what to do, talked to a supervisor, supervisor says talk to the police, cop asks if he’s a moron and just lost his car or if they should fill out a report, he didn’t know, hung out for another hour waiting to fill out a report, he never fills out the report because he thought he would try to look again in the morning, cab shows up to take him to a hotel/motel, cabbie was all like “hey shitbird, all these places are gonna be full because of Coachella”, finds a shithole at 5am to stay at, gets back up a few hours later, drives through the lots on a golf cart looking for his car, can’t find his car and finally, officially reports his car stolen. And the props for Big Fucking Mega-Boat as well as The Woodsman were in the back seat of the car, so that shits long gone.

Fuckin’ hell man, I hope you’re taking a dump while reading this, or doing something where you’re comfortable, because this post is quickly becoming longer than Suge Knight’s wrap sheet. HEYOH! They played some of the music Rawdog was so into while at Coachella, and as expected it was like making love to yourself and swallowing the glitter load you shot. Rawdog shaved his boy beard yesterday, so now he looks younger than ever. Tully came out with another gem on the show today, “well punch my cock” which can be used in a myriad of situations really. I think that’s about it, the rest was general chit-chat and such, not to mention I’m just about worded out from doing this mega-fucking-slap-you-on-the-balloon-knot post. And finally, what’s wet, stinks, and is covered in piss? I mean besides Stevie Wonder’s bathroom floor. Your mom! OH!