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Showing posts with label UnBUNG Heros. Show all posts
Showing posts with label UnBUNG Heros. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

UnBUNG Heros: Black History Month Edition


And now....



PUT YOUR HANDS TOGETHER (**"We want Eazy!"**)



...for the first EVER Black History Month Edition of UnBUNG Heros!!!












Give it up for


EAZY **mutha fuckin** E!!!!



Not only do we a lot in common with this OG - I mean, we're 2 Hard Mutha's (track #4 off his debut solo album "Eazy Duz It"), but he was also the inspiration (and thumpin bass) of many summer nights.



Imma break it dwn justa tell a little story
Straight of the box from the gangsta category...



See, being small town girls, there's not lot for 16-year-old girls to do other than a casual drive by here and there. And "drive by" is not to be taken lightly. We did this shit OG stylee - doo rags in place, bumpin new shit by NWA (or Eazy solo stylee), and with the Mac 10's on the sides of our hips.....okay, so they were Super Soaker 200's, but you catch the drift.



Our summer nights (circa 1995 - 1997) were spent running a muk & doing drive by's all over E-Town (E as in Emporia, KS). We tore that town up, shooting runners, cyclists, little kids, other cars, pedestrians, motorcyclists, you name it. We would take extra amo (a few 2 liters of water) and would often have to stop at the nearest Taco Bell to reload.




Before long, the H2O Mafia was in full effect! We were hittin the town nightly, armed with water guns and some Eazy E cassette tapes. In a town that offered little for teens to do at night, we made our own fun.


Our shootings received a number of reactions, from shock to laughter, enjoyment to anger. On hot summer nights, runners often welcomed a nice cool blast of water. They would smile and wave to show their gratitude. We once had a couple of small children "hit the deck" as if they thought we were actually shooting at them. Other packs of school age kids would try to chase us down. And speaking of being chased down, we had several close calls with other motor vehicles. In retrospect, aiming your water gun at the rolled-down window of a minivan and shooting the driver in the face on the busiest street in town was probably not the smartest or safest thing to do. But at the time, it was funny. And looking back, since no one ever got hurt or in a wreck....it's still pretty damn funny.



During our "thug days" of water gun drive-by's, we could always be found with a doo rag on the head, Eazy E on the radio (I'm.On.The.Radio.), screaming "nobody move, nobody get hurt!" We were the Girlz in the Hood and for all those fuckers Still Talkin Shit, just remember who the Ruthless Villians were.



So now, for all the found memories of sticking our heads out the window to say what's up, we salute you Eazy E, as an official UnBUNG Hero!





**This text color denotes Eazy E song titles and/or lyrics**













Monday, February 2, 2009

UnBUNG Heros: Beavis & Butthead

And now........

to pay homage to the founders of BUNG, we extend our deepest gratitude and widest bungholes to the bungholes we adore most:

Beavis & Butthead!
These fart knockers have made us laugh until our sides hurt....until we cried....until we peed our pants....and basically until some sort of liquids came out of the various orifices of our bodies! Their maturity level is pretty much equal to ours. We all laugh at words like wood, pole, log, and crack. We share the same love of laughing, music, trying to score, and BUNG!
We spent countless hours in our youth watching Beavis & Butthead marathons, and have viewed Beavis & Butthead Do America more times that you can imagine. We've been doing Cornholio impressions since the beginning of time.....or since the beginning of bung, at least.
So now, for your viewing pleasure, I introduce to you the next volume of UnBUNG Heros:
BEAVIS & BUTTHEAD











Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Unbung Heroes Part One:

Welcome to the first Special Edition Made-for-Blogging Mini-Series of the Bung Blog - Unbung Heroes. In this series, we will introduce you to the people, places, and things... Okay, we will introduce you to NOUNS that have touched our bungy hearts and made us laugh until our bungholes puckered. Ultimately, these nouns have forever changed our lives - or at least our e-mail conversation for the afternoon.

The Unbung Heroes I will now introduce to you are nameless... We do not know them, we only know how fucking cool they are on YouTube. This brings us back to the times in our youth when we would spend the night at eachothers' houses and spend the entire night re-making music videos. I'm not talking your normal teenage, "Hey! Let's make up a DANCE ROUTINE and tape it!" music video. We had the wardrobe (my sister's shit), we spent three hours on our hair (thank you AquaNet and hair crimper), we had extras (my 6 year old brother), we had lighting effects (a single black light, and LOTS of neon green stuff), we had my mom's old-school video camera and... We had NOTHING better to do. We were fucking professionals.

When we saw this video, we were pissed, and instantly hated these nouns. Why? Because they were TOO good. Because these fucking nouns took shit to the NEXT LEVEL of awesome. Because we didn't do it FIRST. But then, we had an epiphany. These nouns are our soul mates... We realized that there truly ARE people out there as retarded as we are, and *tear* it gave us hope for the future of bung. We now know that we should all probably meet and go party (or make music videos.... it's whatever).

Ladies and Bungholes: the Dirty Dancing Parody Bloopers, by Two Chicks We Don't Know, But Would Like To Meet.

Until we bung again...