It's hard to respect a quitter.

I love Artie Lange.
Some mornings I pee my pants listening to him. He makes me laugh so hard I don't do sit ups to keep my rock hard abs.

If you don't know Artie, he is the lovable, degenerate sidekick of Howard Stern. Artie's had his struggles, we all have. He drinks more than I do, he loses more money gambling than I do, and thankfully, he weighs more than I do too. And yet he still seems to hit the office every morning by 5 am.

But I still love Artie. All his flaws, just make me love him more.

That's why I was so sad to hear he'd checked himself into rehab this week. I know this sounds odd, but I hope he rediscovered an old habit that he needs to kick, because if he didn't, and its just the regular Artie stuff.... Then maybe 'ol T needs to do some checking in too.

Nah.

Gin Hahn,
T

We know, why don't you?

You'll never get lucky because your feet stink.

Gin Hahn,
T

The lost art of the mix tape.

Remember when you fell in love with Hector? But your parents wouldn't let you see him because he was 17 and you were 15? And they just didn't understand so you made him a cassette tape full of love that let him know exactly how you felt?

And then you met Bobby at summer camp.

Anyway- If you did a good job, Hector may have kept that tape, and he just found it under the seat when he was cleaning out his old Ford LTD to trade it in for a Prius. And now its posted on this site.

Gin Hahn,
T

If you're not too smart...

You may show up here, or here.

And we will laugh at you. Because you most likely won't find the humor in yourself.

Gin hahn,

T