
The life of an NBA entourage member is a hard one. Even though it may offer an otherwise unemployable sect of society the opportunity to live an exciting, fulfilling life vicariously through a pampered professional athlete, there is legitimate "work" to be done in order to maintain a prime spot in the posse pecking order.
Radar showcased some of the more preposterous acts of personal servitude some of these professional hangers-on have subject themselves to and, not surprisingly, Ron Artest's requests are extremely demanding and imbecilic.
Crazy Sacramento Kings forward Ron Artest has a paid personal assistant who "fields late-night requests for organic cookies" and is developing Artest's line of athletic wear. The assistant was also (seriously) recently asked to "remove what Mr. Artest thought were giant snake eggs in his backyard." (They turned out to be mushrooms.)
You can almost smell the insanity, can't you? Although, "Giant snake eggs in his backyard" seems like it would be a perfect lyrical refrain from Junta-era Phish. (Ed. Note: Please no Phish references on Deadspin. Thank you.)
We'd Just Like To Remind You That Ron Artest Is Batshit Insane [Hardwood Paroxysm]









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If you look closely you will see that there is a treasure map carved on the back of his head
...asked to "remove what Mr. Artest thought were giant snake eggs in his backyard." (They turned out to be mushrooms.)
Who's his assistant? Yoshi?
One time, I thought there were giant snake eggs in my backyard. Turns out they were just regular-sized snake eggs.
That's SO weird b/c "Giant Snake Eggs" is the name of my Barry Manilow Revue....
go up to the Bronx, and get me some breast milk from a Cambodian immigrant.
pffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffft
-griz & dotcom
I once saw giant snakes while on mushrooms. So, you know, we all have our moments.
But does he also have someone to clean his royal penis?
What a douche.
@ltwinslow: + 1. I can't read anything Artest says without hearing it in Tracy Jordan's voice.
... where antisocial personality disorder happens
Where more time is spent in a barbershop than practicing happens.
Ron's barber was tired of reminding Ron that he was no longer on the Pacers.
The guy who makes his aluminum foil hats makes 45K a year.
Organic cookies, giant snake eggs. I think Ron Artest has been listening to Sleep too much.
We can't make Phish references but you're linking to a Stoner D.C. map before the comments. Way to send mixed messages.
...where using your haircut to tell the world you have exactly nine blood relatives happens.
Man, a reunited Phish should totally sign with TruWarier Records. I'm so stoned right now.
@Gourmet Spud: +1up
What most people don't know is that Kevin Martin got "Burger" shaved into the back of his head.
...asked to "remove what Mr. Artest thought were giant snake eggs in his backyard." (It turned out Sam Cassell had just misplaced his...uh, marbles.)
no phish on deadspin! only The Arcade Fire!
Is his intern Erick Barkley? He's got plenty of free time these days.
Dot Com: We could add someone else to the entourage. Tracy: That’s a good idea. Yo, what’s Young Larry doing these days? Grizz: He’s in Jay-Z’s entourage. Tracy: What about Cheese? Dot Com: He’s rolling with Ghostface Killah now. Tracy: Fat Balls? Dot Com: Studying hotel administration at Cornell. Tracy: Well, go ahead, Fat Balls! That’s a good program!
Artie Lange doesn't see what the fuss is all about here.
Unfortunately, due to an error by a Denver-area Kinkos, the arrow on Team Melo's flowchart that led down from the "Keep My Drunk Ass From Driving and Getting Arrested" bubble went back up, around, and down to Melo himself.
I hope he doesn't get traded to the Timberwolves, for his hair stylist's sake.
Artest was tired of those motherfuckin giant snake eggs in his motherfuckin backyard.
/Phish reference
@starksgotejected: Thats the shocking part of any athlete getting busted for DUI or possession. Isnt that what the entourage is for, carry your drugs and driving your drunk ass home.
By gawd, that's not Will Leitch's music!
I want you to walk to Brooklyn and get me a sugar cookie.
Those weren't snake eggs, they were my freshly botoxed balls.
@MitchKayak: Brrreast milllk.... you made my daaaaAAAyyyyy.... @The New Math: 86=1: That's a good-ass sugar cookie.
"Sanity never came his way."
/ducks and hides
i might ask you to take a radio apart and put it back together... or maybe to get me ten tacos..
Here he comes in his palanquin
On the back of an elephant
On a bed made of linen and sequins and silk
All astride in his clothing line
He's king and his concubines
And his assistant with his organic cookies and milk
And we'll all come praise Artest
And we'll all come praise Artest
/Decemberistized for Will's approval
Artest, King of Prussia?
I must inquire, Will, son, can you still have fun?
Snake eggs are really good scrambled with a little cilantro.
Ron like an antelope outta control?
@GettinMyGooseOn: nice
I can't WAIT for Ron's "Behind the Music" episode.
that guy who had to inspect the giant snake eggs/mushrooms in Artest's yard - he is Ron's Lawn Boy, right?
am i too late?
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