We've got a bunch of interviews with the cast-members of "Guy Code" ahead of tonight's premiere of Season 2 on MTV2 at 11/10c. But none will be as mind-blowing as this one, because this one has a piece of movie trivia that even the biggest geek wouldn't know.
Did you know that THREE members of our humble little show have appeared in the "Spider-Man" franchise? Yes, it's true, there is a real "Guy Code"-"Spider-Man" love connection. Sorry, Emma Stone. Donnell Rawlings appears in "Spider-Man 2", Dean Edwards appears in "Spider-Man 3" and Damien Lemon appears in the most recent "The Amazing Spider-Man"...with speaking roles, no less! So we asked them to jog their memories and see if they could remember their lines. See who has the best one in the video below.
Guy Code Blog Meets The Cast Of 'Guy Code' [Video]
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The Guy Code Blog met "Guy Code" the show at their Season Two Launch Party, and we took the opportunity to ask the cast what they want to see more of on the blog (boobs, according to Chris Distefano). We also got the chance to get better acquainted with the wise and crazy bunch; Charlamagne Tha God ranted about farting, Jordan Carlos compared the show to a wayward youth minister and Melanie Iglesias told us about her creepy Twitter admirers (which probably account for half of her followers). There's no predicting what's going to come out their mouths next, which is why we're betting Season 2 is going to be crazier than ever. Watch the premiere tonight on MTV2 at 11/10c, and check out our interviews with the cast in the video below.
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Yes, lick. Lawrence Edmonds, a 26-year-old bloke from London, made just about the bloke-iest bet possible: that he would lick every Anglican cathedral in the United Kingdom by December 16. According to the Huffington Post, if he doesn't complete the task, he has to streak. If he does, his roommate has to streak. And either way, he'll probably end up with Hep-C. If there's such a thing as a lose-lose-lose bet, this is it.
And would you believe he has a blog chronicling the whole thing? It's called "Cathedral Licking Diary" so clearly he wasted all his creative energy on coming up with the bet's parameters and not the title. Edmonds has frenched 42 cathedrals so far, with 20 to go and 25 weeks remaining on his time limit. It's gonna be a close finish! We can barely contain ourselves! Will he LICK the competition? Or will he get TONGUE-TIED? And when's the inevitable book deal coming? Blergh.
If you're not familiar with the cinnamon challenge, you're either someone's grandpa or you only use the Internet for productive tasks. In either case, you're really missing out. The challenge is a nearly impossible feat. Foolishly brave participants attempt to swallow a tablespoon (or more) of pure cinnamon WITHOUT drinking any water. In that explanation, it sounds easy to accomplish. It's not. The cinnamon does an incredibly effective job of saturating every ounce of saliva from the front of your teeth to the back of your throat. Add that to the general irritation of having a bunch of something spicy in your face, and you're looking at a solid 10 minutes of discomfort, even if you crack and reach for some water.
The best part of the cinnamon challenge is watching people fail. Because when they do, a large brown cloud of cinnamon billows from their mouth, and they choke, cough and freak out accordingly. ENJOY!
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MTV Clutch celebrates its glorious second birthday this week. Last year at this time, our website was just a baby that slept erratically and had just learned to walk. Now in its terrible twos, MTV Clutch is talking, vomiting everywhere and throwing tantrums. By the way, we have no idea if that's an accurate depiction of child development--this is not a parenting website.
Anyhow, MTV Clutch has grown up over the past year and we'd like to present 22 of our most popular posts and some of our favorites from the past 366 days (leap year in the house!).
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If you have a personal vendetta against Flo Rida for making sickeningly catchy songs that get stuck in your head for weeks on end, you have only one person to blame: Flo himself. Flo told The Check-In's Eric and Jeff Rosenthal that he's the one who makes all the calls and all the decisions about his music.
Upon realizing they were in the presence of a true boss, the Rosenthals get Flo to call their other brother and tell him to clean their apartment ASAP. That bro better get Swiffering because Flo don't take s*** from anyone (including the Feds). And if you're a girl who wants to hop the Flo train, you better have a good excuse for sitting on the couch watching "Friends" reruns. "Don't just dream about the gym, hit the gym," Flo advises the ladies. Listen to him ladies, he's responsible for launching Ke$ha.
For more of Flo's insights and expertise, and to see him looking like an all-American badass in a vest, check out The Check-In:
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Ca$h Out has firmly established himself as one of the hottest up-and-coming rappers in the game with his single "Cashin' Out." Anyone who follows hip-hop should already recognize him on sight. That doesn't stop The Check-In's Eric and Jeff Rosenthal from asking the hard question: "How do we know you're the real Ca$h Out?" Sure, he claims to be the real Ca$h Out on his Twitter, but how can we really be sure? After all, Jeff does an amazing impersonation of Ca$h Out, so how do we know he's not the real Ca$h Out?
After getting that settled, the guys want to make sure people understand that "Cashin' Out" is more than just a fun song. To prove it, Ca$h Out agrees to perform the song deadly serious. It's really a performance you have to see to understand and it's definitely something you won't get anywhere besides MTV Clutch.
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I am not a high stakes gambler, horse racing expert or fine living aficionado. However, I've been to my share of horse races, including all three Triple Crown events. The Preakness Stakes is without a doubt the biggest s*** show I've seen in horse racing. In fact, of all the sporting events that I ever been to, it may be the biggest s*** show I've seen--not counting a midget wrestling event in Phoenix circa 2000.
I do not mean to disparage the actual horse race, which is as high caliber as any major event. What I'm referring to is everything else surrounding the race. It resembles something in between Woodstock '99 and "The Wire" with horses. While the last leg of the Triple Crown, The Belmont Stakes, isn't nearly as classy as The Kentucky Derby, the promoters and fans still keep up appearances. They attempt to pay tribute to the days when Thoroughbred racing was the preferred sport of royalty and celebrities. The Preakness Stakes has abandoned any history and now only targets drunks and degenerate gamblers. Neither of which I'm above (my girlfriend says I'm both), but if I wanted to hang with drunks and degenerate gamblers I'd go to Mardis Gras or Atlantic City, not a Triple Crown horse race.
The way we see it, there are three things needed to land a job as an NBA coach. First, one must own many ill-fitting suits. Second, one must be willing to babysit grown-ass men. And C, one must be very expressive with his body language. The first two of those explain themselves but the third, well, we're gonna need some photos to make that one clear. And wouldn't you know it, that's just what we have.
The Stanley Cup is the greatest trophy in all of professional sports, and there's only one. But much to the credit of the NHL's impassioned fans, many have constructed replicas of the revered tower of silver and history. Some fans have done an incredible job, using hand-crafted solid oak and baked goods, while others emptied several rolls of tin foil or just stacked some aluminum garbage cans. It's all good--but we're still going to mock the crappy cups and tip a cap to the worthy replicas. So now that puck has dropped for the Conference Finals, let's take a look.