The world is my dartboard. I threw a dart and landed in Phuket Island. I threw another and it landed in the Nagev desert. Once, I threw a dart and landed in your girl’s bed. I just can’t stop throwing them. You never know where they might fall or what you will encounter. When we …Read More

Nothing excites me more than watching people puke. On the strength, I can watch people puke for hours. I often find myself on youtube watching puking footage over and over, I keep that shit on repeat. Some people tell me that I’m sick in the head, I tell em that I’m a motherfucking Boss. Now, we about to hit you up with some jewels that no blog out there as ever hit you before. Ladies and gentlemen, this is my gift to you, given from the bottom of my heart. Happy Holidays!

Flavors. Let me feed yall, fruits of life, shut and eat yall. With real talk, vivid colors and excellence, Mook-Life Darts are once again thrown at you with the same trajectory of the bullet that killed John F Kennedy. For those that are still wondering what we mean when we’re talking about them darts, let me refresh your dome for a hot minute one time. As much as darts may appear through a lyrical medium, we refer our darts to the pics of inappropriate subjects we post and the all real talk we generate for each topic we touch and clutch.

We all born here on Earth with our lives held in our own bare hands. It’s up to us to take matters in to our own hands and make decisions. We all got different views and perspectives, obviously some are more mooked out than others. Enter the open mind of the mook. There was no doubt in my mind, that one day, I had to try Ecstasy, regardless of the aftermath and I was not let down.

The kids with the immigrant face are back with some darts from the heart delivered straight to your cornea. A manifestation of our existence as subhuman/superhuman creatures that roam the planet relentlessly in search of moments that make our lives different from the rest. Simple observations of my immediate surroundings which chisel my character little by little and form the jagged persona that could only …Read More

Today we’ve documented some weapons we found on our streets. No pistols or firearms cause we aren’t into glorifying murder and pulling a trigger is some sucker shit, but just old fashioned and homemade tools you can find on the streets of any major city in the World. Note that we report the reality of what’s out there and by no means incite anyone to settle their differences through fighting. We don’t condone violence… we just accept it.

My Camping Game top notch. Yes my world of Camping. This is Mook-Life baby! What did you expect? We got drunk people on board, lots of noise, crazy stunts, fire works, BBQ’s in full effect, fish, olives, aubergines, LSD, ecstasy, magic mushrooms, speakers with extra batteries, knives and axes, camping chairs and hammocks, flash lights, coolers and ice packs filled with outstanding amounts of beer.

Word Up, Mook-Life’s back with more poisonous darts thrown at you with accurate aim providing nuffin but heavy knowledge mixed with ignorance at its best. That’s it, no topic today, straight up jewlery and eye candy for you young mooks.

As the years go by and everything around us becomes more obvious and less intriguing, one can’t help but to notice a decline in mookness. Life gets harder and more serious. Things get boring and people move on or “grow up”. Some were never mooks to begin with. Others mooked it out only as much …Read More

Before the rise of the downtown super malls, back when telling someone you saw their mother on Ste-Catherine street pretty much meant that she was a prostitute and not that she was spotted browsing at the Mac store, people did their shopping local. Every single hood in the city had its own local mall with …Read More

About a month or so ago we took a trip to the Rez for some Twisted Tea amongst other mooked out alcoholic beverages and cheap blunts. Now, I don’t smoke cigarettes therefore I never really had any reason to go out there. That day was actually the first time I visited Kahnawake since them rough …Read More

When traveling around the world or cruising these Montreal streets, a good and cheap accommodation is not always easy to find. Mook Life has found the next best solution to your travel problems. It’s a free type of housing with complimentary breakfast and there’s even a chauffeur service to get you there…. we present to you the Holding Cell.

What’s hood Montreal? Winter is finally over but the streets are still cold. True indeed, we manage stunts like crazy. The type of stunts that will make your wifey scream like a angry caveman. Our consumption manners are never conducted with moderation. We’re smoked out like everyday was 420. The cops are still chasing. Bums are being bombed. We eating good. Our chilling game is professional, abusive and totally mooked out. We give birth to massive and efficient entertainment within the most boring and lousy of atmospheres wherever we go.

Warm weather is right around the corner and I know some of you mooks finna do some mushrooms this summer season. As always, Mook Life comes through with the knowledge. This is the 10 Magic Mushroom Commandments by Killa-EF. It’s a step by step instruction guide on how to consume this fine cuisine! What’s really good? Follow these 10 steps and you are guaranteed to have the best time of your life!

For the next post, I decided to do something slightly different from our usual format. Starting with the first photo, let me take you on a journey though time. Between 2003 and 2006 we threw many epic hotel parties at this one particular spot down town. Each photo has a story or an observation that reflects the essence of Mook Life and breaks down the history and science behind this professional hotel chilling…