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Tuesday, April 13th, 2004
12:39 am	john mayer vs. helmet i will give you the edge for mayer on the whole talent thing, BUT!, talent isn't everything in music, as we all know, biz markie. music is about being progressive thinking and playing the kind of music you want to hear in a way you've never heard it. i don't buy that john mayer sounds any different from dave matthews. that isn't music, that's the repeat button on your walkman. i'm sure i'm going to get that helmet sound everybit like korn or disturbed or blissness or smattering bear. and they do. but the difference is that helmet invented that sound ten years before anyone of those other bands even formed. at the time helmet were avant garde. now they are nothing but an apparent cover band. so yes, john mayer is just like disturbed. and don't give me any shit about how many records john mayer sells. john mayer sells nothing overseas. the whole world totaled, helmet has sold more of its' seminal 'meantime' than john mayer has of his entire discography. but that doesn't matter because the amount of records sold means nothing. that was just used to negate any possible argument. so listen to john mayer. if you like him, he's good. but don't try telling me that any band i listen to sucks because you listen to mayer. (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, April 3rd, 2004
3:04 pm	if listening to poison teaches you about the history and politics of america, he should know better this was actually said by a fellow that i work with last night. his name is brad dile and he's fucking crazy. here go we: "...well, god damn, man. they take 90% of my paycheck because of fuckin bush. when we was run by the romans and the people from england we didn't have no taxes then. that was the right government. but no one wants to do anything about this one. ya'll gonna cry when ya'll on skid row breaking rocks saying,'oh, oh, brad was right. we wadn't listenin to him and he was right'. but then it'll be too late to fuckin do anything, you fuckin pervs..." i swear that he said that. and word for word, too. i am not kidding. he fucking said that. but the pervs thing was a little wierd to explain. see, whilst he was going on his tyrade against whoever it was, these guys were standing behind him making humping motions to his ass. he turned around as he was finishing up and called them pervs. this guy fucking looks like a white gremlin with ratty hair. and he's about five feet tall. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Friday, April 2nd, 2004
12:45 am	STOP! HAMMMERM TIME! i propose that we, as the governing body of earth, switch the definitions of know and no. making know, no and know, no. it will cause a rouse amongst historians. NEVER has such a tall order been put into place. nor a strange one. but knowone nos, perhaps there could've been an order of this sort in the dark ages. how are we to no? with know record of this sort of thing happening, we can only assume we are doing the best thing for humanity in correcting this obvious flaw. thusly, i recommend putting an extra m where there are already 2 m's simultaneously. it is to signify something. so when you are spelling hammer, it should now be spelled, hammmerm. the last m was a typo. i realize this was one of the entries of lesser quality but i laughed at these ideas at work for about three hours. so fuck you. i loved it. (Comment on this)
Tuesday, March 30th, 2004
2:15 am	contrary to popular belief, i am way more awesome than you guys todd bertuzzi vs. steve moore should've been called coward vs. sissy. i know that everyone has seen that punch. i have seen it about a billion times and i am sick of it. i remember back in the day when, if you sucker punched someone you and the person you sucker punched would get the dogshit beaten out of you. so steve moore would've been dead so i guess for his family's sake it's a good thing we aren't back in my day... which is now. you're the one with the candy coated shell... several people have asked me to line up a few gems, by which i mean quotes, that i have placed in the lexicon. so here we go. ... actually the truth of the matter is that i don't say too many things that are quoted to me. i usually write quotes for other, more famous people to say in a perfect world. so i'll just make up a bunch of stuff i can quote myself on, starting...now! "no, i don't want to go to her funeral, grandpa bitch." "you know, those kids in ethiopa should just eat each other. i'm tired of lookin at em." "gay marriage should be allowed. that way liza minelli could finally find a man of definite sexual origin." "i am fucking bombing like the orkin man." "mike hall should change his name to normal b. vulture." "hahaha. that was fuckin funny." i made everyone of those up ON THE SPOT! not so impressive, i know. but hey, what can you do? you ask for a steak in 3 seconds and you'll get cow turds. or whatever. i don't know. leave me be, devil fans. i think i am less funny when i use less swears and epithets. so i wrote up a mathematical formula for my comedy. swears + epithets>X / %= (brilliant)mph. wow. that boggles my mind. if you fuckin nasa scientists can twist your nerd ass glasses around that, i will be impressed. until next time, when i return to form and batter the less impressive, i will never talk to you again. (Comment on this)
Monday, March 29th, 2004
2:43 am	the return of the almighty top ten list these are, bar none, the best fucking photographs EVER! i suggest you get off of your lazy asses and find that fuckin dog! i mean photos. find these photos. google search 'em. 10. the nick nolte mugshot- guaranteed to send chills up and down your spine. the best looking slab-o-meat this side of one of mel gibson's close-up's in signs. oh'm'word! 9. fecal japan- i'm not even saying anything. just find it. 8. the clash on stage- the coolest picture of rockers on a stage. i think this is one of the things that inspired me to be pretentious. 7. the monk on fire- a rage against the machine album cover(the first one). this picture is the ultimate in protest. it would have been funny to just keep putting out the fire, i think. 6. alistair crowley- there is this picture that is ultra creepy i think. it fuckin wierds me out bad. he has his hands balled into a fist on his temples and he is wearing a triangular hat. i dunno. it's so sacreligious. it's really cool. if i wasn't terrified of it...well, i dunno. it's fuckin cool, though. 5. johnny cash in billboard- the one where he's flipping the camera off. it's awesome. it's a reaffirmation that cameramen suck ass. what? no i didn't read the paragraph on the page. i can't read, professor asshole. i just know that the middle finger is cool. 4. theismann's leg- lawrence taylor snapped joe face's leg on monday night football. i don't know where you can find this picture because i looked everywhere. i think it's copyrighted or something because joe theismann bet all of his money that he didn't suck. 3. charles manson- happy sunshine daydream mooncycle ice cream love puppies. 2. the punch- rudy tomjanovich got the spine punched out of him by kermit washington during an arch rivals game. for those of you who don't know what arch rivals is, it's the basketball/fighting game for regular nintendo. it was awesome and it taught kermit washington how lay out a man horizontally, 6 feet in the air. it was awesome. both the picture and the game that is. 1. (tie) the picture of kennedy's head being blown off, or the die pigs picture of the sharon tate murder- wow. these are two of the most famous murders in the history of the history. john kennedy was, as we all know, the president that freed the slaves and ruined america and made kentucky fried chicken a fortune 500 company. and sharon tate was director/pedophile roman polanski's wife and pregnant at the time of her murder. the picture i'm referring to is the one that has die pigs written in sharon tate's blood on the wall of the murder scene. i'm trying desperately to think of something funny to say but i think the joke wrote itself. enjoy me while i last, kiddies. (Comment on this)
1:58 am	racist? never. sexist? never. perverted? never. racist? 3 times a day. i have to say one thing. i get a lot of shit from some people that say i'm racist or sexist or perverse. i am all of those things but in the best way possible. by which i mean that none of the things i say are actual. they are simply meant to make me laugh. i understand the plight of the african-american of yesterday's society but, as we all are aware of, in today's society black people are easily the most mimicked of all races. as the great paul mooney would say, "every one wants to be a nigga but nobody wants to be a nigga". all too true. if i say something that seems racist just remember all the terrible things i say of myself. they are all in jest, too. i like to be self-deprecating as well as racially humorous. i think it's funny to point out that the bane of all black people is plaid. i think it's funny to point out that you can starve a mexican guy by hiding his paycheck in his workboots. i think it's fucking funny to walk past a group of females and say, "alright ladies, let's stop talking about your periods". it's funny to me. if it's not funny to you, don't come here. because if you are flawed(which all of us are) then you will not, WILL NOT!, like what i have to say, ever. i really just don't find the same shit you find funny. i hate the wayans brothers. but not because they're black... ok, because they're black. see? i just did it again. things like that make me laugh. but whatever. if you don't dig it now, then you never will. so, i'm off like a prom dress. oh, wait. i may be the 666devil666antichrist666arrghhhh666. (Comment on this)
Saturday, March 27th, 2004
12:19 am	the monster is resting now ...and another thing. you are a hypocrite. did you accidentally wind up on my journal, melinda? because i think you read mine just to have something to bitch about. but i could be wrong. my words will stop typing themselves about you from here on in. i don't think i could get any righter(?). most right? ah, to hell with it. (Comment on this)
Thursday, March 25th, 2004
8:03 pm	she took me to the school of internet-based feuding etiquette and somehow wins well i wasn't going to do it... but you made me. you hit below the belt. none of that bothered me except for the "ultra cool boyfriend" part. why do you have to spend your pathetic life worrying about mine? you're a loser. if you want to play dirty, i have plenty, adam. i just have too much class to say it, because i don't want to hurt your feelings. plus i am in college and have homework and stuff. but if you want to hear it, just ask--i would be glad to let you know all the ways you SUCK. that was a response from melinda. i have no dirt. nothing too bad. she can say and do what she wants. it's a free country. as for how much of what she'll say is fact, well, that will just have to wait to be seen i guess. but hey melinda, if you want to stop all of this crap, just stop talking to me. act as if i don't exist. don't try to preach to me about class. class is just cowardice without the honesty, at least in this case. but it's your deal. i won't play again until you do. (Comment on this)
3:10 am	the creme de la creme verily, i say unto thee. thou art the king of kings, lord of lords, the son of man. o, yea, how great thou art. dude, i know all that. i hear that shit all the time, man. you know what else i hear? that i'm uninspired. gasp! yeah, that's fuckin what i said. that i'm lazy. ah! yep. that i'm an underachiever. that's true, though. there are reasons. oh, yes. there are reasons. some people have their jobs that pay more than minimum wage. some people have their desirable home life. some people have their dads that love them. but not me. no, sirree bob. you can keep all that. i want to have a meager, pre pathetic, post lame existence. i like it that way. i do all the things i want to and people still say i have sooooooo much potential. that's a lie. i'm a good liar. the reasons you ask. the reasons for my wasted ability. well, i'll fuckin tell you. there are those who are comofortable on a pile of $800 fucking teachers' daughters. there are those who are happy making lists that no one reads but everyone applauds, except john who does the opposite of both. there are those who are awful and ugly and don't have an ultra cool boyfriend anymore, melinda k. green. there are those that are driven and willing and able. i am none of those things and i don't care. the only thing i want to do in life is write songs. i do that. i am brilliant at it and you will never know it. when i die i want people to examine my notoriously small penis and say something that has nothing to do with it. like, "wow, he has a lot of pubes." or "is that supposed to be there?" or "adam sucked kind of.". anyone would do. i really want people to think about all i could accomplish. to wish a better life than the one i had. i am positive i will go out happy with all the choices i made. if not then who cares? i once had sex with a girl whose boyfriend i beat up. and i fucked her a bunch! and she was fucking hot!! and she i've got the pictures to prove it!!! but i digress. on with the funny, off with the crappy. here is a song for a little gal (who will not remain nameless) named melinda green. enjoy. i hope a cancer arrests you i hope that gangsters molest you and though i do detest you i hope we can still be friends i hope a plague will eat you i hope the devil meets you and when all that is through i hope we can still be friends i hope that kobe rapes you i hope r. kelly tapes you and when there's nothing else to do i hope we can still be friends you know there's no one else that could ever take the place of me we've got a future, baby, and maybe soon you will see that i hope your mother disowns you i hope your lovers will bone you and then also disown you and i hope that we can still be friends yeah i hope that we can still be frieeeeeeennnddssssss, yeah! a truly abhorrible song. have i gone too far? some will say yes. others will say no. i will always say that howard stern is still on the air, niggers. oh, melinda. seeing as how i have an intuition and know you are going to comment on this (as is your nature) i will await your response with open arms. and by the way, i win because i could've let this whole thing betwixt you and i rest. and i did. but whatever. do your worst. oh, and before you say anything, i realize that it is sad and pathetic that i did this whole post devoted almost entirely to my unadulterated hatred to you. but on the upside, i was inspired. cheers. (Comment on this)
Monday, March 22nd, 2004
11:27 pm	the other 10 fave songs-o-mine (otherwise known as 10 through 20) okay. it's a little redundant and super indulgent but i have 10 more songs i think you should steal from metallica. because when you download music you are stealing from metallica. so stop being assy. 10. your name is wild- guided by voices: this song has cheap trick written all over it. but those aren't the words to it. i don't even know what this song is about. i think it's about taking a child to beach or the volcano. i dunno. 9. under pressure- queen with david bowie: easily the best song about making out with david bowie. and not by default. 8. needle in the hay- elliott smith: he's dead now. he stabbed himself in the fucking heart. what a way to beat god at his own game. 7. sunshine of your love- cream: you know what? just fuck this song forever. it has no authority over me. 6. meet ze monsta- pj harvey: i think this song is about fucking black guys. yeah, real original, pj. you dumb bitch. 5. gouge away- pixies: this song is awesome because it and helmet's unsung were the template of shitty music for the next ten years. why is that awesome? i'm not rightly sure but i know what i likes and i know what i hates. and i hates niggers and i hates chinks. 4. thugz mansion- nas featuring 2pac: the best rap song ever. but like every rap song it is about robbin people, jackie wilson and eating chicken. and heaven. 3. baba o'riley- the who: easily the simplest song on my list. but by far the 13th best. this song would be the national anthem if teenage no-goodnicks were congress. or if america was run by people who stuttered a lot. 2. would?- alice in chains: this song is the worst song in the world the first 400 times you hear it but once you listen to it with headphones glued to your ears you beginto the flood again. same old trip it was back then... 1. army of me- helmet: this is a cover of a bjork song. nothing funny here. so.... (Comment on this)
Thursday, March 18th, 2004
2:00 pm	this is where i peaked for you historians here are some really good bands i listen to. these are all real. really, really real. so fuckin real. you are so fuckin real. tape retarder- maybe stay, baby tossy- i am woman, sex me up faggots get fevers- the ham sandwich and stretch leotard combo afro cure- give em a planet with no air mer de petit crabs- verne lundquist's id chubby checker- twisting is still honest chubby checker- twist time vol. 2 chubby checker- ultro twisto mephisto chubby checker- the twist has powers chubby checker- twist into eternity with evil chubby checker- twistfuck jesus chubby checker- twist my veins chubby checker- hades twist chubby checker- twist of the crucifix chubby checker- the passion of the christ soundtrack what a man. he does it all, doth not he. well anyway. i'll see you all again at some point. (Comment on this)
Tuesday, March 16th, 2004
7:03 pm	COMMENTS! COMMENTS! COMMENTS! if you fucking assholes ever comment on my posts again... i swear to god. DON"T FUCKIN E-MAIL ME! just read. enjoy or don't come back. i warned you once and that's all i'll do. fuck you guys. ok, sorry. only half of that was true. the other half you can forget about. (Comment on this)
6:38 pm	my triumphant return from the pits of hades drinking is a lot like driving a car. so much so that doing both at the same time is easy. c'mon now, hear me out. if you are an excellent driver and your ability to drive is impaired by half when you drink (which it isn't impaired at all when i drink, thank you very much science) then wouldn't you still be more qualified to drive than asians? that's not a knock on asians but if you can't drive, die. what?! i don't want to drive them around. do you? ok. now that the editorial/science lesson is over, let's talk tourney, eh? first off, my kentucky wildcats are a number 1 seed and have the distinction of overall number 1 as given by the committee or as they call themselves, shitfucks. there are a bunch of bad seedings however, the most notable being maryland's rediculous seeding after having a poor year. number 4?! is that for 2 shits added up? because that is the only possible explanation. but i digress. the big story to me is the entry of florida a&m. a school that has twice made it into the tourney with a losing record. they took another more deserving school's spot away. all i can hope is that nigger schoo- i mean lehigh will beat them soundly and give the ivory skinned monster a proper thrashing. take the butter skins to the hole, negroes. the passion of the christ. hmmm. there are a 3 things i have to say about this movie: - really awesome movie. i thought it was the best movie based on an event from the bible, that includes the last temptation of christ, jesus christ superstar and myth fuck. - christianity was founded on the teachings of christ, the belief that the true messiah will one day return to take his children home and jesus being pounded like two fags in a vaseline factory. that's what i learned from this movie. - and jesus,too, was blasphemous so get off my ass. so in conclusion, i know that there are some people that have missed my postings. TOUGH SHIT! you know how hard it is to come up with comedy gold like this. write your own fuckin column, god damnit. (Comment on this)
Sunday, February 29th, 2004
11:32 pm	in the immortal words of sam kinison, "fuck" okay. it turns out i know tardbox. and i like tardbox. so fuck the last posting. bye. (Comment on this)
11:07 pm	harassing me about my posts... what a new idea!!!! there is a person who sent me a reply concerning a post of mine, this is what they had to say: why do you care what melinda green thinks? haven't you graduated yet? i don't know who you are, tardbox but no, i didn't graduate. but who said i gave a shit about melinda green or whatever the hell comes out of her mouth. i mean, i said i block/deleted her. but hey, go on the offensive for her. but know that harassing me about melinda green is just really worse than me saying something on a website that is to be entered at your own volition. so if you feel like getting mad and making fun of me, start a weblog. they are way more effective and they piss me off more. so, in closing, you have managed to make me despise melinda green even more somehow. so thanks for making my life a little easier. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, February 18th, 2004
10:47 pm	subbing john salley for the gross kid with the jacket made from toenails a lot of people don't know this but there are several things in this world that can be replaced by other, very inobvious things. such as the whole chocolate/sex chemical reaction deal. that's all well and good but i see eating chocolate and having sex as the EXACT same thing. mainly because i don't have niether and know how niether work. i'll kick this lost off right. these are going to be listed by substition: boston red sox gm's for christians on missions to foreign countries- all either one of these people want to do is dish out money to people with thick foreign accents only to come up short and bitch about how someone else is at fault for ruining their respective 'games'(i.e. baseball, humanity, etc.). so i think bosox gm's are a suitable replacement for christians to shitty places. they'll get the same work done and you fag christians will still get your daily repremand for how little you are doing despite giving god a moufful of money and supplying those black devils with sustenance and energy. they're plotting against us white people, you know? red bull for a swift kick in the balls- god damn, motherfucker. this shit must be made of squirrel piss and yellow jackets. there is nothing on earth that will make you angrier than being kicked in the balls except maybe, MAYBE being on a six-day-no-sleep-red bull bender. i have done it and i have seen the light. anyone that fucks with you in either one of those positions had better like their parts shoved into a mattress because that's where they'll end up... if you are me... and sleeping on lumpy mattress. james michener books for turkey on thanksgiving- it is a little know fact that james michener books induce more sleep than eating two cold cut subs, jogging four miles and then having sex for thirty minutes. all of which are impossible. go ahead and TRY to do the aforementioned things, go out for eight hours, wake up the next day, read eight pages of 'texas' by michener and go into a coma for a fortnight. replace turkey, no one eats turkey because it is good anyway. they only eat it because they can fall asleep watching college football and talk to all their buddies about falling asleep during the big notre dame vs. mickack university game. no one does anything they say they do on thanksgiving. no one. about anything. gimme back my bullets by skynyrd for the national anthem at sporting events- we all know that the best national anthem ever was done in 1984 by marvin gaye(the second best singer ever) and the second best was done by hendrix at woodstock. why try anymore? we should have a real shitty song sung at sporting events so it will always be an improvement. maybe i'm biased about gimme back my bullets being a bad song because i really hate skynyrd. i used to like them back when my taste in music went from static-x to metallica. metallica remains in a much more reserved role but skynyrd and static have gone the way of ronnie van zandt. and another thing, let's never get a showboat to sing the national anthem ever again. i'm, of course, talking about christina aguiwerkiha(forgot how to spell her taco name). did anyone else see that national anthem? bleeeeeee- arghhhhh on a stick somehow. having sex with a girl much uglier than you for apologies- they both really put things into perspective. when someone apologizes to me i think, "wow. i can get away with a bunch of rank shit, now.". when i fuck an ugly chick i think, "wow. it's much easier to dissapoint this ugly girl.". maybe you don't think the same thing but you will get the same result: you will be fucking ugly chicks because you burn every bridge ever. okay, so i just engage in intercourse with ugly girls because it's way easier. that's about it. if i think of more i will post them. but for tonight i am done. current listening: scott scrawny and the hard gainers- i put a smell on you (Comment on this)
Monday, February 16th, 2004
4:08 am	work is where i work i had an aweful day at work today and there was something said by a sow that i work with that seemed to anger me beyond the fryer grease in my pants. it goes as follows: "do you know what i hate? mean people." okay. i know that a lot of you have heard or even shamefully said this without giving a glance or scance at this. fuck you if that is the case. because it is the genetic cousin of every other obvious thing in the earth. for instance, black people hate nigger jokes, not love them. hard to believe, i know because i love them. by love i meant abstain from using them but find them mouth mufflingly funny when friends use them. getting back to the point, i do not know of a person that loves rude dudes, or as i like to call them 'redids'. i am trying to think of when being a supercock warrants an hj (or possible hj's) and i am failing miserably. the only time i can think of it is when i paid that hooker to let me yell at her while she rubs one off. but that hj is all hers. hmmmm. so i suppose there is no possible scenario in which being a redid= handjob. in other news, we finally have definitive proof that the japanese do exist: efficient cars and insufficient currency. current listening: yibble bucharest- you took my mumps, i want them back (Comment on this)
Thursday, February 12th, 2004
1:38 am	things that i shouldn't tell people about myself there are things about me that would be taboo to tell people in person but we aren't in person. are we? nope. so here are things about me that i should never tell people. -when i wake up with a boner in the morning and i have to pee, i sit down... and pee. ooooohhhhhh shamey, shamey. -i watch old episodes of saved by the bell that i recorded years ago every night before i go to bed. -i often have incestuous dreams. i really want to have sex with a kid. that's not incest? oh, crap! what if it's someone else's? uh oh. i can't be arrested for this, can i? -i never learned to wipe. -when i'd go to church when i was little, i would only go to check out the singles scene. -i used to yank it to press photos of the fat chick from the facts of life. -the reason i never scab or bruise- actually, that'd better remain a secret. -i have a collection of toenails but i don't own a pair of toenail clippers. (i guarantee only a handful of people will understand that one) yeah. i'm an odd duck. also, there is a reason i never stay the night anywhere. current listening: clippy raw vacuum- at least the name of our album rules, bitches (1 Comment |Comment on this)
1:06 am	i blame it on the carnegie deli i am getting about sick of people conveying their opinions through some form of media. actually i am only sick of guinea bastards on tough crowd lavishing their tasty opinions onto everyone watching the show to see and hear the funny people say funny things. okay, so i am only sick of nick dipaulo. i just think that if everyone said stereotypical things a la mr. dipaulo the world would sound a lot worse. i mean, who wants to hear every chink say, "me rikey eat fido"? or how about hearing every white kid from the suburbs- well, that would just sound like what a black kid from the projects would say only elapsed in time by two months. you see because suburban white kids want to be ghetto ass black kids. for instance, white kids are just now starting to say 'keen' and 'swell'. here is how a conversation on tough crowd goes(often nightly): colin: what do we all think about the current scandal that is in the news? nick: it reminds of sex with a hooker and takin a dump, eghhh. jim norton: i think colin's shirt is stupid to look at. hahahahaha. nick: look at your stupid face, stupid. i haven't seen a dish like that since i was waiting for a cab on 53rd and 3rd and the egyptian guy driving my cab sat on his balls, eghhh. colin: OH MY GOD!!! THAT IS FUNNY!!! jim: we are stupid. patrice: i am the only funny thing that has ever looked at you people. that is how it goes. or at least that is how it goes in my fever dreams. i wish the show was that funny. i'd rather watch video tapes of my dad spooning me while i was asleep. but alas, i watch it anyway in hopes of catching a glimpse of the aforementioned only talent to be on that show, patrice oneal. alright. i'm done bitching about nick dipaulo, or as i like to call him, a dom deluise on pumpernickel. that seemed to be the most new york thing i could think of. how about urine man? no? because new york reaks of urine. how about spike lee? that's pretty new yorky? ah, fuck it. i'm out. current listening: aids repellent- not sold in africa (Comment on this)
Tuesday, February 10th, 2004
2:11 am	sam baddy and the brown dirt cowboy i recently got a little bit of scratch in my kick so i splurged on a few new cds for my c'llection. so i, with distinct honor and utter pretention, present to you my new albums. enjoy. artist- album brat bait- pubic enemy no. 1 the commandont's- little miss can't be raped bueby- ruby pump for all it's worth- diffy wrap con carne honey dump- pronounced e-a-t s-h-i-t puppy puree- mmmm mucus fuck- why is there mucus in that?!?!?!?! spoonful-o-preemies- yeah, well, my baby is normal size caroline rhea- sabrina the teenage elder queer eye for the straight guy- do you get that we fuck guys yet? vol. 1 pamp david- s/t my favorite album of all these would have to be the new spoonful-o-preemies album. tight as a pair of little kid shoes. i do think they use potty words too much though. (Comment on this)