Dedicating this move to my man Tony Soprano. Just started watching Season 1 and this guy rips down Prozac like it’s no big deal. No water, no applesauce just a couple pills right down the gullet. I was so impressed with the way he dry swallowed pills I decided to incorporate this move into my life… but not a private, in my room, alone, trying to dry swallow pills way. I’m talking about a dry swallowing public showcase with the goal of sending a fucking message.

You’re at work, Tuesday morning meeting, you got yourself a little headache. You take out your Advil bottle and give it a couple taps, 1, 2, 3 perfect. (The Advil shake alone will draw enough attention to execute this move to perfection). Close up the bottle. Back in the pocket then BAM. 3 Advil right down the hatch. Afterwards do a quick scan of the room to see if anyone saw. Notice the horror, the confusion, the rush to judgement in the person’s eyes. Or maybe your boy spots you and you guys share a nice chuckle. Either way you’re a stud.

*Note* Another detail you can incorporate with this move is blessing yourself before you throw the pills back. There’s something creepy/demonic about this detail that I really dig.

Dry Swallowing Advil. Could Be The Move.

Swagger jacked this move from the Offensive Line Coach for the Cleveland Browns. “That’s so random, Bobby!” Yeah, kind of but the Browns did have a show centered around them this year on HBO called, “Hard Knocks”. “Bobby we know what Hard Knocks is.” Well some people don’t. So like umm… back off please. Anyways this grizzly old timer with a straight up walrus mustache got tossed a water bottle at the end of practice and  homeboy took a hard couple swings. The swigs were so aggressive that a bunch of  water ended up dribbling on his shirt. No big deal though right? I mean the guy is outside, it’s probably hot as well, nobody said, “Hey Coach! You spilled water on yourself!.” No harm/no foul. I’m thinking the move is doing this in a setting where it might be more socially unacceptable to spill water on yourself. Say work or when you’re out to eat. The key to this move is ignoring the fact that the water spillage occurred and if/when someone calls you out, “Dude. You just spilled water all over yourself.” Hit em with a, “Umm… Yeah it’s just water, Frank.” Poor ole Franky won’t know what to do. I’d recommend pulling this move off when you’re the center of attention. Go for a sip mid story or something. Also, it’s a lot more clutch if you’re wearing a grey shirt; the water spillage will be much more pronounced. Spill a Little Water on Yourself and Don’t Mention It. Could Be The Move.

One of my favorite parts of social media is DM’ing my buddies the most immature videos/memes imaginable. The dumber the better. “WHEN YO GIRL DRUNK AF AND YOU TRYIN’ TO PLAY FORTNITE!” (One cat on the couch, the other flops on top in a clumsily manner). I love stuff like that. I also enjoy pairing a dumb meme with an even more dumb caption, “That’s you. You bitchass!” So dumb. So good.

My new move though is DM’ing someone that really hasn’t figured out my sense of humor quite yet Instagram ads with a caption along the lines of, “I think you would enjoy this product.” In order to make this move work I’d first have to target a product they need. Let’s say we’re in a group conversation and they won’t stop talking about how they need a mattress. Like to the point where they waste half of your lunch talking about fucking mattresses. Boom. Store away the info. Grab your phone, search Casper mattresses, forward them over some stupid Casper Instagram post with a caption, “I think you would enjoy this product, Tim.” Perfect. Now even better news, since you searched Casper once in your phone Big Brother is going to pound you with mattress ads. Amazing. More material, “Here is a competitor. Good luck on the mattress hunt let me know if I can help out in anyway shape or form.” Sure that person might think you’re a weirdo or they’ll pick up on your move and you guys become best friends. Either way it’s all gold.

DM Your Not So Close Friends Instagram Ads

(Note: This move works with close friends as well but is just that much more sweet when the person doesn’t get your sense of humor yet.)

Those who know me well know my NPR game is on point. Ole’ NPR keeps me grounded, informed and from time to time gets me all pissed off especially when I have to listen to Steve Inskeep interrupt his guest’s over and over again. With that being said, the other day they had a story about Aaron Copland’s jam, “Fanfare For the Common Man.” Now jokes aside. This song is brilliant. It makes you feel inspired, invincible and another word that starts with “i” that I can ‘t think of. For real though. This song….Chills. Anyways, this lady was describing how this song makes her feel and she continued to use the word piece over and over again. “What a brilliant piece.” “Such an emotional piece.” “The beauty of this piece is unmatched.” Home girl used the term piece so much it began to feel like a bit. Which brings me to the move.

Next time you’re talking music with a buddy refer to songs as pieces. “That’s my favorite Mac Demarco piece”. “What’s that piece by Bush that goes, Breath in Breath out?” “Have you heard Lady GaGa’s new piece?”

The key to this move is doing it with people your aren’t super close with. Avoiding the call-out is very important here. For instance, if I did this around one of my better friends they would immediately go, “What? Did you just call a song a piece? What are you fuckin’ Chopin?”… Move immediately destroyed. I’d recommend starting slow and dropping “piece” in the most subtle way possible and then ease your way into more and more drops. The ultimate goal is to have the person you’re talking with drop piece. If you do that you are a winner at life. Calling Songs Pieces. Could Be The Move.

GOAT. Definition: Greatest of All-Time. It’s a term I like to throw around as loose as possible. Sure, some people like to save the term for the “so-called” true GOATs: Jordan, Gretzkey, Tu-Pac, Martha Stewart, etc. but I think guys like Johnny Manziel and things like Big Visors and Papa John’s Garlic Sauce deserve a nod as well. Since there are so many GOATs out there (in my fucked up world anyway) it’s sometimes difficult to get a solid gauge for who/what is truly the Greatest of All-Time.

Solution: When labeling someone/something the GOAT first state the person/place/thing. Then depending on how great this thing is pause, pause, pause then deliver GOAT. Note: The longer the pause the harder GOAT must be delivered.

Example 1: You drive by Subway. “$5 footlongs…………… GOOAATT!

Example 2: Gin Blossoms comes on the radio. “Gin Blossoms………………………………. GOOOOAAAATTTTTT!”

Notice the pause was longer with Gin Blossoms which means, on the GOAT scale, Gin Blossoms is higher. Now I know exactly what you’re thinking, “Bobby! What’s the longest GOAT pause you’ve ever given?” Great question. to my knowledge it was a reference to Roy from the Office. “Roy……………………………………………………………………………………………… GOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTT!”

Some of you know. For those who don’t. Your boy cooks some mean Nashville Hot Chicken. It all started when I was craving a really bomb chicken wing. I googled, “Best Chicken Wing in LA” and all that shit. Although I was looking for a sports bar/normal chicken wing situation I came across this place Howlin’ Rays. The Yelp reviews were through the roof and the dude from Hot Ones (Sean Evans) had a video of him and Brian Redban (Dude on Joe Rogan’s Podcast) getting smoked away by their chicken. I had to give it a shot. I tried to get a couple of my work friends to come with me. After weeks of, “Can’t make it this weekend.” I decided to go on this voyage by myself. I went Masters Sunday and waited in line, by myself, for three hours, to buy chicken. It was sweet though, there was some dude from Nashville behind me and we talked about chicken. (Cool story Dolan). Long story short it was the best chicken I ever had in my life. I got Hot and X-Hot Wings. The look on the dude’s face when I get X-Hot was, “Bruh. You’re not ready for this.” He followed his look up with, “Here’s some free fries. You’re gonna need these.” After my taste buds got tossed into a different dimension I made it a mission to learn how to cook the stuff. Recipe after recipe and Youtube video after Youtube video I feel like I have a recipe that’s pretty solid and since it’s on a piece of paper that hangs out in my room I figured I’d post it to my blog that nobody reads. You know, in case I lose the paper. “But Bobby! What if someone steals your recipe and goes on to make millions of dollars?” Grow up dude. This is real life not some Pixar movie.

First you start yourself with a fundamental salt situation. Cover the chicken with a nice thin layer of salt. Work it in there a little bit. Then prepare the marinade. (All scale to 1 lb. of chicken).

– 1 Egg
– 2 Garlic Gloves (Cut to Large Chunks)
– 1 Ghost Pepper
– 1 CUP Whole Milk (A lot of people go with Buttermilk here. I’ve tried it. Not a fan.)
– 2 TBSP Hot Sauce (Any Hot Sauce Works)
– 1 Habenero

Let it sit for 12-24 hours. Or however long. Break the rules. Be free.

Now it’s time for the flour.

– 2 CUP Flour
– 4 TSP Salt
– 2 TSP Pepper

Time to bread it baby. Now the Nashville way is to double bread it. Which means bread it once. Then throw it back in the batter and bread it again. Go ahead and do things your way though. As Bob Ross says, “It’s your world.”

After the bread situation. Go ahead and dump it in the oil (350 Degrees). Now your boy’s got a little deep fryer he got on Amazon. It makes things sooooo much easier. Personally, I use peanut oil, because Howlin’ Rays uses peanut oil and the smell when the chicken is cooking smells soooo much better than vegetable oil.

Alright. Time for the money maker. The Nashville Hot Chicken Coat. First. Get all your spices together.

– 3 TBSP Cayenne Pepper
– 1/2 TBSP Brown Sugar Light
– 3/4 TSP Sea Salt
– 1/2 TSP Paprika
– 1 TSP Garlic Powder
– 1 TSP Pepper

Now add 1/2 Cup of Hot Sunflower Oil to the spices and stir it up. I’d recommend keeping it at a warm temperature. When the chicken is done, throw it in the sauce and toss it the best you can. After the chicken has been coated. I usually throw some extra cayenne pepper on it cause I’m nasty AF. This would be considered a “Mild” taste. If you’re looking to really kick it up a notch. Get yourself some Dried Habeneros/Ghost Peppers and throw them in coffee grinder. After you toss it in the Hot Chicken Coat. Cover it with cayenne, then habenero (Medium/Hot). If you’re trying to murder someone. Cover it with cayenne, habenero and then ghost (Hot/Extra Hot).

Serve with pickles and get smoked.

The hip-hop lifestyle has created tons of trends. Whether it’s Timberland boots, wearing your pant’s low or using words like, “SWAG”. That’s dope and all but how about we take it up a notch and start getting pet Tigers/Cheetahs. I was at a lil’ social shin-dig the other night and the TV was broadcasting hip-hop videos. One video that popped up was Lil’ Pump “Gucci Gang” the other was some Nicki Minaj song. Here’s the link to Lil’ Pump:

I forget what Nicki Minaj song it was and tried Googling it for 3 minutes. Couldn’t find it. So no link for her. GIRL GOTTA BIG OLE’ BUT DOE. But yeah dude. Get yourself a pet tiger. Why not? Get a little Go Fund Me and just bring homeboy/homegirl out in public like it’s no big deal. Go to some hipster brunch spot. “What do you mean? Your sign clearly says pets allowed!…… Well go ahead and call animal services. They know. THEY KNOW!”

I brought this up at the party. Said something dumb like, “Dude. I might try and get a pet tiger.” A very friendly female said, “What about a pet camel also. But call it a Cam – El.” I thought that was gold and told myself I will call camels cam-els for the rest of my life. The best part about pulling off those moves is some people think you’re doing it right. “Oh wow. I didn’t know it was pronounced cam-el.” Or people just think you’re an idiot. Either way it’s a win in my book. Getting a Pet Tiger/Cheetah/Camel Could Be The Move.