It is with great sadness that we at SKULLGAME mark the passing from causes undetermined of one of our spiritual heirs RUSSELL JONES a.k.a. BIG BABY JESUS a.k.a. DIRT McGIRT a.k.a. OLD DIRTY BASTARD. Often caught with a smile on his face, a song in his heart and pockets full of guns, ammo and a wide range of street nigga pharmaceuticals, ODB, as he was called by friends, foes and hoes alike will be sorely missed. Especially if by "sorely missed" you mean "owing us motherfucking money." And with that we close with the words of the immortal bard, "one way to die is to eat a can of worms, another way to die is to drink my sperm." Good night, sweet prince.

"I BEGGED, I BEGGED. CAREFUL WITH MY BALLS. THEY'RE FRAGILE LIKE EGGS."

CAUGHT UP IN THE SPIRIT OF THE OCCASION, ANNA NICOLE SMITH MOURNS IN THE ONLY WAY SHE KNOWS HOW: WITH APPROXIMATELY 10-12 OXYCONTINS, 2 VIKES, 1 DILAUDID, A LINE OF METH & A HASTILY AND INEXPERTLY DELIVERED SUCKJOB

WU-TANG CLAN AIN'T NUTTIN' TO FUCK WIT

NEW YORK (SkullGame) -- Fans of the busty, lusty, drunken and slutty cupcake eater ANNA NICOLE SMITH were stunned by her deep, deep public show of grief for the late RUSSELL JONES a.k.a. BIG BABY JESUS a.k.a. DIRT McGIRT a.k.a. OLD DIRTY BASTARD after the model's rambling tribute at the American Music Awards on Sunday night.

Smith who, in homage, arrived at the show 10 minutes after it had started and, in homage, appeared "under the weather" onstage, delivered her, in homage, sloppily rambling speech, which began, in homage, as she slurred, "Like my...fersnopkpic...body?" was cut short when producers feared she, in homage, would do something shameful.

But she, in a stunningly accurate portraiture of a man who knew no peer when it came to fin de siecle fucked-upedness, angrily insisted her current state of mind has been swayed by her recent weight loss and constant taunts about being stupid.

She attempts to explain, "I liked me better bigger because now I'm too bony. I'm just portrayed as some bimbo, and never taken seriously. Cupcakes. Eggs. Rubber tires!!!" Smith then staggered around backstage, and had to be helped to stand up by two bodyguards who later, it was surmised, double-teamed the unconscious Smith in the back of the limo.

SKULLGAME WRITERS LEAVE A MARK ON THE WAILING WALL OF NEGRO APPRECIATION: RUSSELL JONES a.k.a. BIG BABY JESUS a.k.a. DIRT McGIRT a.k.a. OLD DIRTY BASTARD, WE HARDLY KNEW YE

NICKY BALLS

NICKY BALLS' COCK & NICKY BALLS' COCKREST

"He will be missed. With the same sort of intensity that marks the way you all miss ME. Yeah. I...I...had to get out. It was too much. I mean Jesus Christ. So, uh, yeah. He will be missed. His work with children. His work with the chinkee orphans, all of that shit. Missed. Karl was just that type of cat."

CORNHOLIO

CORNHOLIO: LAUGHING ON THE INSIDE, WHILE CRYING ON THE OUTSIDE

"Oh man. RUSSELL JONES a.k.a. BIG BABY JESUS a.k.a. DIRT McGIRT a.k.a. OLD DIRTY BASTARD was my capital N to the I to the GGA. So now he's dead. And MC HAMMER lives the fuck on. Jesus. Is there any justice in the world at all anymore?"

ANIMAL THUG

"DON'T LAUGH...IT'S PAID FOR.

"Though I am a Gay Expert, I know better than most the pain associated with the passing of a man friend. A man friend with whom many a moment of joy, love and life was spent with. RUSSELL JONES a.k.a. BIG BABY JESUS a.k.a. DIRT McGIRT a.k.a. OLD DIRTY BASTARD was such a man. A man with a lot inside him to give. I will miss him. My ass will miss him. But most of all, the world will miss him."

ON FRIDAY THE TRIBUTE CONTINUES..........