In a lawsuit, filed in L.A. County Superior Court, a former assistant prop master named Carl Jones claims he was fired from the show in March … because he didn’t go along with the “degenerate conduct” of his superiors.
In the suit, Jones claims he was harassed by two of his supervisors for refusing to engage in “visits to strip bars, participation in getting drunk, stoned or intoxicated on cocaine, to participate in sexual conduct at the trailer, and other dangerous conduct.”
Jones claims the supervisors would often refer to him — and other employees — as “f*gs, pussies, b**ches, slaves, dummies, retards and idiots.”
In the docs, Jones claims he watched his supervisors get drunk on tequila and engage in “throwing a knife at a target on set.”
The TV show House is a great show… to have on in the background while you recover from a hangover/have lazy sex. But who knew the cast knew how to really throw down.
Remember, it’s not peer pressure, it’s just your turn.
Surrounded by cheering rugby players, applauded by fellow members of the university netball team, 19-year-old Melissa Fontaine tipped back her head and giggled as fellow drinkers in the Students’ Union bar pulled apart her eyelids and allowed them to pour a shot of vodka into her left eye.
‘Vodka eyeballing’, as it is known in student circles, is the latest drinking craze to sweep through Britain’s universities.
Ever the innovators, college students “everywhere” have found a way to get their buzz on all the quicker: by taking shots of vodka through their eye.
Doctors worry it will lead to blindness. Or drastically improved drunk driving skillz.
So I guess Simon blogged about It’s a Wonderful Life. Whatever.
In one scene, the itching-to-travel George Bailey explains to Uncle Billy that the three most exciting sounds in the world are: “anchor chains, plane motors, and train whistles.”
For George, travel is what’s exciting - sounds that signal potentiality. It got me thinking: what are the most exciting sounds in my world?
The splash-like sound your MacBook makes when you turn up the volume. If you’ve got your shit together you’ve got your MacBook hooked up to some sweet speakers, and maybe you’re rockin’ an external hard drive, which is awesome, except when you first double click a hot track it takes a second to load. That multi-color pinwheel comes up for about two seconds and it is during this time that you check your volume by which I mean you’re making sure it’s maxed out by tapping F5 a few times and it’s only then do you realize that, wow, the splash is LOUD and therefore the forthcoming music is gonna be even louder.
The crisp sound of a fresh beer cracking open. Now that you got the tunes bumpin’ it’s time to spread the libations. After ripping open the cardboard of a fresh case of BL/KL/NL smoothies (depending on economic climate and location), you throw a round to all your bros in turn. And since it’s an unwritten rule that you don’t crack your brew till everyone’s got one, a natural flurry of crisp, clicks will echo throughout the dormroom.
“So, which one is your bed?” It’s the end of the night. You’ve played “Ignition (Remix)” one or eight times. Grinding occurred. Requisite amount of small talk was exchanged. You take her back to your place. Your roomie’s still gone so you just lock the door. She walks to the window and touches some of your things, making small talk. Maybe she gently raises one hand to her face and runs her hair behind her right ear so she can bend down to get a better look at something. And then she stands back up and half turns to you and, with a devious little smile, asks the question. It’s time to get naked.
And there you have it: the three most exciting sounds in modern, hedonistic collegiate life.
