"you got a killer scene there, Man..."
queens reducks
in case anybody gives a rat's ass, there is this dude in my neighborhood who pays $20 for a rat ass. i'll take it if you don't want it...tell your friends.
but i'm listening to the record again...songs #9-11 are incredibly annoying...
...but the last two...
...dare i say...flawless? maybe. rocking? certainly. drugged-out? boy...am i!
love the slowed-down busy signal keeping the beat on long slow goodbye [even if the twilight singers did it first].
well...i'm off to get my cup of nyquil, crushed ice, and sprite.
later, dudes
~ johnny hatesmusic
in case anybody gives a rat's ass, there is this dude in my neighborhood who pays $20 for a rat ass. i'll take it if you don't want it...tell your friends.
but i'm listening to the record again...songs #9-11 are incredibly annoying...
...but the last two...
...dare i say...flawless? maybe. rocking? certainly. drugged-out? boy...am i!
love the slowed-down busy signal keeping the beat on long slow goodbye [even if the twilight singers did it first].
well...i'm off to get my cup of nyquil, crushed ice, and sprite.
later, dudes
~ johnny hatesmusic
12 Comments:
Dude, you're absolutely stupid and in the wrong line of work. I agree that one of them is borderline crap. I'm unwilling to call it such until I figure out the lyrics. I've been burned before by that: See Soundgarden's: Half. Great song.
One of them is ok. And the the one that starts off polka: absolutely rocks. You'll see when they play it live.
I would suggest that instead of spending time chashing fat young boys around your neighborhood, you buy yourself a nice rock, add some cinnamon, smoke and listen to these songs again.
Don't call me until you do.
what can i say?
some people like their cucumber pickled.
huh?
what?
~ johnny cash money motherfucker
thanks to dr. johnson's program, i've quit smoking crack over 400 times this week!
[scratches neck]
~ basehead johnny
If I was in World War II they'd call me Spitfire.
I'm interested to know what exacly is unwarranted. Unwarranted more than anything else on this filthy blog run by a thieving, oxiconton-snorting-wierdo and his imaginary, unimaginative crack-making "friend" and the occasional bitchy dego who two years ago was too good to talk to us (but now she can't wait to cucumber our pickels! rrrrrraww!). As it turns out, she isn't too good to talk to us, but she is a heartless wench. (which I also called. You owe me $10 Johnny) (For the record, Johnny said she was a just a wench). So...
On with it.
BonjOOOUUURRRR!
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~Big Papa
ON WITH THE FUCKING REVIEW ASSHOLE!!!!!!!!!!!
Its pickle your cucumber you fukcing tard. Learn to spell. Where you from anyway? Dallas? Brower county? You fucking rednecks are all alike.
johnny st. clair is the white master p!
~ your mama
Johnny St.Claire is the white eminem
check the spelling, you semi-literate fuck!
the doktor is the gay liberace
~ clinton st. shizzle
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