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no direction - bad religion i don't believe in self important folks who preach no bad religion song can make your life complete prepare for rejection you'll get no direction from me

/shoots self fuck. at least answer me before you off yourself. don't leave a brotha hangin'.

no, but when i watch a war movie, i wanna see shit blow up, not people waste away from hunger. ps: i haven't seen shindler's list. does shit blow up?

pussy. 5675757

download kubuntu. install. install automatix. welcome to "fuck you, windows" country.

i love the original (plastic surgery disasters is my favorite dead kennedys album), but i'm having a hard time imagining a matthew good cover. i'm also antsy with anticipation.

0/10. it sucks...it just sucks.

if i had 'porsche money', i'd buy a 911 turbo. a 'this year's model'. fuck vintage and the trappings of having to care for a vintage car. i'm unsure on the colour. something dark. edit: if i had more than porsche money, i'd buy this:

a box of chicken wings.

i only eat dry cat food. i should be okay.

has gone down on animals.

has considered going down on old men.

jackass 2: funnier and grosser than borat. one of them has to die eventually. a scanner darkly: meh. robert downey jr. was good in it (only thing i remember him from since air america), and wynona rider looked kinda like christing.

matthew good- vocals chris martin - vocals, keys trent reznor - keys, atmospheres acoustic guitars - john butler (his 12 string through a marshall stack dillio) electric guitars - mike einziger drums - john bonham and jose pasillas bass - stefan lessard

canned chili. it weren't no homemade chili.

?/huh. i have no idea who this world devouring fellow is, nor do i care, really.

i, my friend, haven't done any hallucinogins since the summer that phantom menace came out, or maybe the summer after. details are sketchy. i remember there was acid going around called 'phantom menace', and some wicked double dip of the same stuff called 'jerry garcia' or 'grateful dead'...one or the other.

were why not? i would. dammit. 'were'. i'm an idiot. why not = bad times involving too much mushroom tea, watching "day of the dead", and the guy from the next apartment (also on mushrooms) flipping out over a woman, trashing his place, putting his fist through a window, bursting into the room i was in with a huge gash down his arm (the blood looked neon hot pink), and then watching the same guy throw an ambulance attendant up against the ambulance, be restrained by the cops, the whole time screaming "i'm gonna kill you guys!!!". then going home, hearing his voice/that phrase echo through my head until i came down (i also puked my guts up out the door of my friends car while we were taking off, just as the cops were coming around to ask questions).

is diabetic. it's something about him i'm not jealous of.

see, being the prick i am, if i had diabetes (assuming they didn't know about it) i would ask for a huge sugar-filled meal for my last meal, even going so far as to include actual sugar cubes. kill myself with food, take away their fun, and be like "jokes on you, fuckers! i'm diabetic!"

his ancestors and my ancestors may have waged their freedom in a battle/sporting event against each other, as was popular in germany hundreds of years ago.

if magic mushroom tea where good for me, i'd still never drink it again.

*HUGGLEZZZZZ!!!!!* ps. i know over-the-top e-tarded kindness is your kryptonite go listen to wes borland, you fag. lmao wub you :angry: (8) ;) :angry: :angry:

*HUGGLEZZZZZ!!!!!* ps. i know over-the-top e-tarded kindness is your kryptonite

sorry. thought it was new news so i didn't look. and, yeah, i've never checked out any of his solo projects from after bizkit (like big dumb face), but i think i'll give this one a listen.