Mr. Bubbles: Grand Marshall of the Doo Dah Parade!

Watch Mr Bubbles dance his way through Columbus’ annual Doo Dah Parade….in the process making Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade look like a middle school pep rally!


Suburban Key Party: A Citizen’s Guide to the PTA

Ever Wonder what really happens at PTA meetings?  We did too…and we were shocked to find out the the truth….so obviously we wrote a song about it:




I want to go home

Where I’m needed

One is dead

And one is bleeding


Found an ad in the paper

It said gather your neighbors

You can use a safeword

Don’t eat before cause it’s catered

Welcome to the party, There’s a fish bowl drop your keys in

There’s no reason for this swing, Love to do it, lots of cleaning

Grab a partner

Grab a rubber

Get to know your brand new lover

Romans did it

Hippies did it

Jesus did it

Sike, I’m kidding

Meet your neighbors, see them shine

Sweaty action, Damn she’s fine

Who brought her I need to know

She’s with Jim and she’s a ho

Just say the word fidilio

I’m in this bitch, don’t tell me though

Take my time, won’t blow my load

I found my Queen in my zip code 


Suburban Key Party is the place to be

Discretely fucking neighbors spreading HPV



Am I staying? Am I leaving?

Room is bright I’m barely breathing?

About to ask “what was I thinking?”

Fish my keys and get to slinking

I look over “Oh My God”

About to draft him for my squad

No masks here to hide behind

Swinger party time to grind

She’s got the lock, I’ve got the key

So glad it fits, Lucky me

Hit the room, set the mmod

Where’s the smalltalk, don’t be rude!

Listen Rookie, Just relax.

Maybe if you rub my back

Heated oil on demand.

You’ll be putty in my hands


Suburban Key Party is the place to be

Discretely fucking neighbors spreading HPV



Watch said 9 I was right on time

Case full of rubbers and a bottle of wine

Door wide open I walked right in

Took off my clothes so we could begin.

Took my hoodie off, but left my crocs on

Hit the buffet and crushed some wontons

Belly full of food and my cock in flight

Walked down the hall hit the door on right

My neighbors Jan and Pete they were waiting inside

All 3 of our crotches were about to collide

My neighbor in her mouth and I’m in her flower

High 5 in the air like the Eiffel Tower

I braced myself for a Rusty Trombone

She blew in my ass while she tugged on my bone

I shot on Jan’s face and I blew on Pete’s beard

We’re all in PTA so it’s gonna get weird!

I won’t tell if you wont tell

For All the Cleveland Chicks Out There….

Cleveland Chicks are Raw Dog…and this is our ode to them!

Clubin, Dancin, Pumpin , and funkin

Cleveland….Ain’t nothing fuck with

Fightin, Ballin, Ridin and Callin

Cleveland …Ain’t nothing to fuck with

Cleveland chicks ain’t nothin to fuck with x3

I’m a Cleveland chick I ain’t nothin to fuck with

Attitude hot settin fire to a lake

And everytime she drank she was lookin to hate

Cat scratch fever man, From head to toes

Browns tattoo with a stud in her nose

Rippin those grits drinking sparx from a can

Hot headed mamma from the city of the land

Drives a white cavalier with the windows tint black

If you’re hittin on her man than you’re bound to get slapped


In seven inch heels

Gotta nine to five and pays her own bills

Gotta boy toy with a man on the side

Par classy chick with that strong Cleveland pride

Closin down bars is an every night thing

Musky ass panties with a rusty clit ring

-Ya dig?

-I dig?

Cleveland chicks ain’t nothin to fuck with

I’m a Cleveland chick I ain’t nothin to fuck with

You’re girl so sassy, Lacks the classy

Likes to get down but she loves to get nasty

Look at your girl all stuntin around

Your girl fucks so much Westlake to C-town

Your broad so hot others can’t resist

Sexy daddy issues with slits on her wrist

Cleveland Chicks you know they liked to get raw

With a white boy beater and a murdered out bra

Nails like a cat and teeth like a tiger

Look at her wrong you know she wants to fight ya

Four loco in hand

Bitch it’s November that’s a fake bake tan

Girl watcha thinkin you can’t text for sex

Besides you’re from Cleveland you’re a fucking hot mess

I’m from the Lou and you know that I’m proud

Cleveland is the city where we love to get down.

Cleveland chicks ain’t nothin to fuck with

I’m a Cleveland chick

I ain’t nothin to fuck with

I’m big dick daddy from Cinncinati

Passin Paul Brown Stadium in my luxury caddie

I rock a three piece suit cause I’m high class

If I wanna get raw I find some Cleveland ass

See there not like other girls who keep a moderate pace

They’ll break off your dick and slap you right in the face

Don’t test it for yourself cause it ain’t no myth

Cleveland chicks ain’t nothin to fuck with!

“I Love to Beat” – (our epic ode to beating off)

This is the song/video that may keep us from the political career we once dreamed of.

To our parents, “we’re sorry…you raised us better than this.”

To our fans, “you’re welcome!”

In case you were dying for some behind the scenes footage of the worst day of my life:

Bicycle Beating Front Face Beating Choke Beating Gotta look sharp! resting IMG_3393