Memphis inspires creative people to make better music, build better business models, and, yes, to craft the most perfect bumper sticker slogan. Take this sticker, for example, which made its way around the internet last week: "Memphis Changes People." Well, sure, but into what? Fatter people? Hotter people? Werewolves? Robots?
The only thing better than having Prince Mongo in Memphis is not having him in Memphis. Everybody's favorite alien continues to annoy Florida neighbors with his outlandish yard art. A blogger for Barstool Sports New York thinks everybody's overreacting and has offered some words of advice for the anti-Mongo crowd: "Listen, if you live next to a dude who calls himself Prince Mongo and pretends he's several centuries old and from a different galaxy, you better count your lucky stars the only problem you have is that there is a pile of sand in his front yard. When I lived in Hoboken, I had this lunatic for a neighbor ... dude had Tourette's and always screamed at the top of his lungs. ... It was some serious Norman Bates shit. So what I'm trying to say is, if the [neighbor] wanted to put piles of sand on my kitchen floor, and he asked me to put on women's underwear, I'd do it all with a smile on my face. Because when you live that close to crazies, every day they don't murder your ass is considered a success in my book."
Well, here's an interview we never expected to see.
ESPN True Hoops: Is taking care of your feet important to you?
Tony Allen: Hell ya. You don't see that? [Points to his bare toes.] See all them good shades and everything. Ain't no calluses or nothing. ... But look right here. [Points to one of his toes.] 'Bout time for me to go back."