While Ms. Bad Advice has dedicated her life to providing the highest quality low-brow opinion and suggestions, even she has to sleep and recreate from time to time. To that end, moi has added the following members to the ‘Ask Ms. Bad Advice’ crack team of infallibly bad adivsors:
Vietnam Bob
In his own words:
“I was there, man! I was neck-deep in the s**t, man! Eyeball-to-eyeball with Charlie, man! Lost a lot of bro’s there, man! Heavy s**t, man!
Don’t mean nothin’”
I think we can all expect a unique perspective and a font of wisdom in Bob’s contributions here at the blog!
Now, put your hands in the air like you just don’t and give it up for the newest addition to the Bad Advice team …
Old Dead Dirty Bastard
In his own words:
“Whazzup my ziggahz?!
And all my dead ugly pretty girlz, too!
Yeah … uh-huh … that’s right.
I’m O-D-D-B, as you can see
Bring all your problems straight to me
Had me some problems put me down
In the ground where I STILL can be found!
In the dirt dog, still know it hurts, y’all
With my girl BadAdvice you know I’m on call
From beyond, out the gate — I put all my ziggahz straight
And the honeys at the morgue know I can still ball!
Yeah …
That’s what I’m saying!
I’m out, yo. Literally.”
Misogyny, violence, rampant drug use, and the unique problems that come with rigor mortis are just a few of things Old Dead Dirty can speak with great expertise to. If you can stand the smell of decaying flesh, I’m sure he can enlighten you in ways beyond imagining. And he can do it with a fine sense of meter, humor and … necrophilic aplomb!

