well not really, but i got kicked outta
this Iron Lung/Ass End Offend show in PDX
by like twenty dudes who were punchin' me in the head cuz i started
running around the venue like a homo....people who go to see grind
shows are fucking pussies if you ask me...buncha PC Fags who wanna
stand around with their arms crossed and look "intrested".
I'm tired of this bullshit...if you're atta show and you ain't moving
you fucking blow ass...we need to
bring back the VIOLENCE in hardcore..sissies.
other than that, i been working a lot in two shitty kitchen jobs.
the only saving grace is this Jugaloo dishwasher nicknamed ICP
who claims to have witnessed some rabid ICP fan fucking
some jugalette in the ass while standing in the moshpit...He's a real genius.
Plus my boss told me he smoked some crystal meth while watdhing Olivia Nrwton John.
Total clost case....

Anyway, it's about time i took advice from some
total strangers on what i should do with my life...
if you got any suggestions drop me a line in the
redponded....I need some direction in my life...
Keep in mind i gotta undergraduae dwgree in english
history and philosophy...
Someone tell me rgsd

Myriam came to DC and luckily, there were still some sparklers left over. Did you guys know that fireworks are illegal in her home state of California? I think this settles the long-running feud of who's better, East Coast or West Coast? once and for all. It was with great pride and pyrotechnic patriotism that I lit Myriam's first sparkler at 12:30am on the morning of July 4th:



More in the responses, my fellow Americans...