Salom and good evening to you all.
I am updating again. Deal.
First off, I'd like to say that my prayers are with Alex and Shara. These two people are awesome and the most wonderful of friends. So, yeah.
Next on my list of crap to type, The Wish You Weres are kicking ass currently. We have an upcoming show at the Stables in Murray on October 30th with Teenage Rehab, Fiat Lux, and The Independents. Be there, or-al macaroni. The website is up, click the link above. I hope to see all you bitches start posting on the message board. The site is not totally done right now, its getting redesigned, but it'll do for now. Also, we have new merchandise on the way such as buttons, stickers, and shirts. So look for that. We are also currently finishing up in the studio where we cut a 7 song demo. So thats exciting.
Here is the track listing of the songs we did:
1.) Suburban Perfection
2.) Rock'N'Roll (Until I'm Old)
3.) Sick Friend
4.) Love The Living Dead
5.) Understood
6.) Fuck The Neighbors
7.) Safety First
The first three are older songs, which I must say are rocking songs and Kid is ripping the drums up. The last four are new. But then again, we've only played 3 shows, so I guess they're all new. I'm giving her all she's got captain!
In other news, Kid and I have been staying in Benton with our friend Katie. This girl is one of the coolest girls ever. How cool you ask??? Remember the Holocaust?? Think of the exact opposite. Yep I said it.
I'm gonna try to start posting a little more often. Since I now have access to a computer, it makes things a little easier. Plus, Stephen Dorf told me to. And we wouldn't want to upset the Dorfman. I mean, in all honesty, all I wanna do is have some fun. And I got a feeling, that I'm not the only one.
I've been thinking, You know what's worse than a cold toilet seat? A warm toilet seat. There's only one way short of magic it could have gotten warm. At first, you're almost thankful it's warm, then you get to thinking... this is the result of another person's ass-warmth. And ass-warmth my friends, can be dangerous.
Now, I'm going to take this time to thank all my friends by telling them what I truly think of them. If I leave anyone out, consider yourself stupid.
Kid Corruption - This guy is a sack of clammy knob cheese. I'm serious, stay away.
Bryan Moore - Brian suffers from what we in the clock business refer to as "retarded blob of freeze-dried toe jam" syndrome. There's no cure.
Alex Reject - He is and always will be a brainless toilet full of lousy dirty underwear. But, thats a given. When confronted, never touch the mound of testicle warts. They bite.
Zech Zombie - Oh wow, where do I begin??? Other than his most obvious attributes like being a god awful excuse for cute camel fleas, and never forgetting to slap babies, he listens to Lamb of Dog (spanish for monkey turd).
Aaron Deth - Aaron once ordered a one-inch pizza.
Adam Trash - Dum Gai (Stupid man). So Dum (Not so bright). Yu Stin Ki (Adam, your body odor is offensive).
Wrench - The world is against you because you are a yodelling poopmouth bigot who dines with the smelly lunatic and the idiotic buttcrack whore (Steve Perry).
Mike Mishap - Armpits. A whole lard bucket full of 'em.
Ronnie Garbage - This subject suffers from homosexual guilt. And he's a footlicker. And footlickers go to hell. That's what nick-at-nite says.
Wames - WHAT A URINE SOAKED BONER. I'm serious here. Madonna's even upset.
Bill Bruiser - Yer doom be at hand, ye lice-infested sea bass. Swab the decks, or plunder to yer doom.
Danny Rehab - Even though this man is a roofer, he's a couple slates short of a full roof. He's a true example of how dinosaurs lived for millions of years with walnut sized brains. Punch him when he's not looking.
Thomas Habbit - I must admit, not much is known of this sissy. He reminds me of the flu. In other words, he makes me sick.
Tyler Bellamy - The residents of Maine find him to be a worthless nipply blueberry. He tries to bite the mailman. Sue him three.
Jake the Ripper - The overwhelming power of the sex drive was demonstrated by the fact that someone was willing to father him. He likes poetry and hotels that cost 2 dollars.
Marshal Collins - Uncle Jesse was hypnotized as a child and couldn't be woken. I'd like to buy him a rimjob...or maybe a can of poop soup.
Hunter Torian - This man has a mussalini chest. Also know as a Pigeon chest, this rare medical condition has no cure. If you have a pigeon chest, give up hope, and just drink your sorrows away. When that doesn't work, drink more. When you come to, you'll still have the pigeon chest, but if you weren't too selfish to share your alchol with the hairy man you wake up next to, I'm sure he can look past it. Or right at it, it's pretty hard to miss.
Cody Burkehaodlhalsddeerr - You know what, fuck it. Hunter needs a one cupped bra.
T-dogg - This dude is a cattle-molesting, dick-munching, penis-popping, anal-invading, father-fondling, cum-munching, crab-dangling, pee pee-brained sasstard! Weakness: Watermelon.
Tarrance Harris - Anal Buccaneer. noun 1.) a flaming homo butt pirate. 2.) alex's mom
Darth Paul - I've talked to this man maybe twice. He seemed pretty strong and witty. Therefore, I fart in his general direction. And if he sniffs it, I'll do nothing.
Well, that's all for this post. I know, I know, it wasn't enough. But maybe next time I'll kidney puch your uncle tom. Till next crime, wack a mole.
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