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Saturday, September 6th, 2008
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5:33 pm - jobby wobby
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i got a job dudes.
at alcamo's imported italian groceries.
from now on i will be dick deep in pastas, meats, mafia shit, and assorted tomato sauces.
current mood:  chipper
current music: Choking Victim - Crack Rock Steady | Scrobbled by Last.fm
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| Saturday, August 16th, 2008
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2:54 pm
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chyea cheyea chyea
The crew just returned from a small mini tour with Gonna Get Got. What a blast off dudes. First I'd like to thank GGG for lettin' us rock with him on all these dates. We had a lot of fuckin' fun and it was an honor to share the stage with them.
Toledo, OH - Boy oh boy what a trip. The IGB dudes were in effect Myself, Tikitime(Chris), and John b with special guest Jen playing the role of Merch Girl expert all together on this nice travel vacation. The venue was again changed at the last minute. It was moved back to Frankie's Inner City from The Rok Bar. Which was cool with me as Frankie's is my favorite venue in Toledo. We got there and found out from G that the show was actually double booked. So there were like 7 or 8 bands or some shit. So we had a long wait before we played. We met up with Casper, KR, and Cheryl and proceeded to drink Toledo's finest beer of the 40 oz variety. Casper was ahead of the game and was damn near crunk on a cloverfield monster scale. Eventually we headed inside and set up our merch, and Frankie's hooked it up with two free pitchers of beer. Much props to Frankie's. We played a pretty fun set. We even had time to play a couple extra songs we didn't plan on playing. During Christ and Me Casper got a bit to wild and fucked John B's shit up. His ankle got sprained and we was yelling into the mic about being in pain. I thought he was joking so while he was on the ground I elbow dropped him. OOOOOOOOOOOOPS SRRRY JOHN. We pushed through Party Hard but John's ankle was fucked. We transported him to a chair to check the damages, and they were pretty bad. Indie Music Project: Detroit wanted to interview us, so we got down. It was cool getting interviewed I felt like Nikki Six getting his nails done. GGG took the stage and played an amazing set. It ruled to finally see them live, their set cost me my glasses stability, they were bent in weird ways. After the show our friend Franklin let us crash in his basement. He had a bad ass pool that I performed Navy operations in, and he had a sweet musicological set up. We had planned to lay down a track in his basement but we ended up getting to drunk. At one point John and I ventured to his kitchen to create ramen noodles. We asked Franklin where his bowls were and he told us in his "Indian Cupboard" and we believed him and searched for this mystical Indian cupboard for ages. We passed out, and then woke up a few hours later. Thankfully Franklin is the fucking man and saved the tour. He let John borrow his aircast and crutches. Without those we would have probably had to turn around and head home. So MANY MANY thank youzzz Franklin.
Cleveland Area, OH - We couldn't find a show in the Cleveland area this day sadly. Trip G said he could get us on the show in Xenia, OH but it was way to far out of the way. So we decided to bum around The Ohio area. While leaving Toledo we ran into a really shitty neighborhood where inside of a rundown house was the self ran daycare "Miss Nae-Nae's Daycare." We took down the number in my cellular phone, and debated whether or not to drop John B off there and claim he was our 11 year old child that needed supervision. Moments like this made me wish we brought a camera. We found a Wal mart and got busy inside of it. Stocking up on foods and tum nums to keep us alive. My main priority was to locate a Buffalo Wild Wings and devour delicious 50 cent boneless wings. We found one in some shitty small town called Rocky River. They had a new flavor of sauce and I came buckets. Southwest Chipotle.....mmmmmmmmmmmmm....delicious. Chris and Jen had went to go sleep under a tree somewhere in the city while John and I ate wings. While exiting Bdubz some Middle Aged woman who was drunk as fuck started talking to us. I'm pretty sure she wanted to fuck us :(. She kept trying to tell john that he could goto some magic hospital and get his ankle fixed for free. She also was like "DOOO U HAVEEE N E..... PAPPPERSSS LIEKKKKK....... WORRKK PAPPPERZZZZ......" I'm pretty sure she was inquiring whether or not we would be able to financially support her, so we got the fuck out of there. Well I did. John went into the car and started drinkin' some beers to help him forget about the pain, and I ventured to find Chris and Jen. They were like a mile up the road snuggin' under a tree. Under this tree I found the coolest exoskeleton. I knew i needed to take this exoskeleton with me so I did. I put him in a flower chariot. He is next to me right now as I write this. We then decided to find a cheap motel somewhere for the night. We ended up battling a cool storm and finding ourselves in Strongsville, Ohio. We located ourselves snuggly inside of a Motel 6. The rest of the night was spent drinking, watching shitty movies starring the dude from friends, and causing ruckus. There were a lot of Soda grenades, Freeze pop grenades, and battyle royals. The end result was a horribly sticky bathroom. Then everybody passed out.
Kent, Ohio - We took a look at our mess and dropped change into the sticky mess on the floor of the bathroom as a way of saying "SORRRY." We ate breakfest at Taco Bell and then hit the road. We got to kent many hours early. Like 6 hours early. Chris bought me a newspaper so I could get down on current events while I took a shit in Mc Donalds. We checked out Downtown Kent which was ok. They had a sweet store called Jen's Amazing Store Of Everything or something. Chris scored an amazing coat for five bucks. We found a nice thrift store where I bought a pretty swanky light weight sports coat, and a Tim Allen autobiography. There was an under construction themed Wal mart. John got to ride around on the cool carts because he is crippled. Also the eye glass technicians fixed my glasses for free. In the parking lot we looked homeless and ate Goober sandwiches. Those not in the know Goober is peanut butter and jelly combined and it fucking rules. Back to town we headed and sat in a chipotle parking lot where we were instructed to park for the show. The other dudes were trying to drink beers but hungry cops kept fucking everything up. I was staying sober and bein all responsible and shit. I went inside to check in, and there was no one there but the bartenders, this promoter dude, and a sound guy with a Sylvester Stallone pony tail. None of the other bands had gotten there yet either including GGG, as they were held up else where in Ohio. The promoter dude told us they pushed the start time of the show back until 9. So we were in the car relaxing when Sylvester Stallone himself came out yelling at us saying that we were running on our set time. The dude was a real dick head. I told him that the other guy said the show got pushed back and he got all pissed off and was like NO YOU PLAY NOW. That wasn't even the case. Then Mr. Unstable and his enormous posse of a band rolled up. There was still no one there. So when we played we were literally playing in front of only Mr. Unstable and his entire band of like 9 people. We got through like 3 songs before the sound guy started to rage. He threatened some bullshit to myself and Chris and made us stay on the stage. John was already stationary on stage via chair. The sound guy pretty much had a sniper rifle aimed at our heads. Mr. Unstable played next and broke it down with his ensemble of dudes. After Mr. Unstable some high school band played as their parents video taped them. We met GGG's merch girl for the night "Kool Aid" who was really cool. GGG played, we danced. After we packed up, and said adios to the Mr. Unstable posse and GGG. It was now like 1AM and we had a 4 hour drive ahead of us. I almost fell asleep and killed us a couple times. We pumped up the jams and made it home safely.
Kalamazoo, MI - Finally a return home to Michigan. Casper and his posse were coming out to this show with us so we were real psyched. It was also Cheryl's birthday but I was drunk and forgot to sing happy birthday to her on stage :( many sorrys. The car was cramped but we were prepared for it. We stopped at a porn megastore called "The Lion's Den" so that Cheryl could turn 18 properly. Kalamazoo is a weird town man, plus Tim Allen was arrested for cocaine possession here. Down the street from the venue was some sort of Disk Golf convention. I didn't even know there was such a thing. My only comprehension of the sport was that a bunch of dudes smoke weed and then throw a Frisbee around. We also got to this venue mad early so we checked in and wondered around, found food, got booze. I ran into my friend Rachael at a liquor store, and as the small world turns she was going to the show we were playing for her boy friends band. Casper, KR, and Cheryl let me drink off their liquor and I probably got to drunk for my own good. We had to cut our set down a bit for this show due to time constraints but due to the crunk level I was on and the non-crunk levels John and Chris were on it was probably for the best. I don't remember much, but I remember some bro type dudes were heckling us and I started doing weird shit in front of them, and making them feel uncomfortable until they stopped. The show was recorded and video taped so I'll find out what went down eventually, but I imagine it being very sloppy. I remember more of GGG's set then I do of our set infact haha. It's great playing with GGG, they're great dudes and they're really great live. They owner let them play longer then what was legally allowed which ruled. Also I forced one of the hecklers to give me a piggy back ride. I'm 6'4 suck my dick heckler dude!!! Parted ways with Trip G again and headed home. I passed out the entire ride back. Probably for the best.
Southgate, MI - We realized that Kalamazoo was our one year anniversary show, but we decided to celebrate it for real in Southgate. We were pretty amped to rock with GGG in our home area. We rolled up there early to get our set time figured out, and then ventured to the Value World next door for some fresh gear. Our buddy Shane got feisty with a nerf gun and got banned from the Value Planet. Then we hung out out in the parking lot. It was kinda funny that the entire population of the venue was kicking it in the parking lot. The high school bands inside were probably pretty sad but fuck em. We played a real fun set, lots of grape juice everywhere. Crowd was hype. Margret the apple juice and snacks commander was pretty hype. John beer bonged grape juice. Chris was dressed as an attractive girl, and I was some sort of shitty dinosaur. GGG was the shit as usual. After the show we all parked it in my back yard. Apparently we got GGG the hook up at Del Taco. Busted out the 40s and Fifths and my back yard became spring break 99. It was a pretty bangin' bon fire. The cops stopped someone in the street and asked how much weed they had, and she said none and the cops made her pinky promise. DBH cops rule. GGG ended up staying at the legendary Clock Motel. We said our good byes to GGG and we all agreed that we need to do this all again in the future. Hopefully in New York.
We survived our first mini-tour dudes! now we're gonna try and plan an actual tour for the 09 year. Probably to support our first real album that we want to be out around Christmas time. Anyway enough of the bullshit heres some shout outs; Trip G, Pat Lefrançois, Ry Pilla, Franklin, Diann, Jen, Mr. Unstable and his crew, Tet, Grace, Frankie's, Indie Music Project: Detroit, Casper, Kevin Runs, Cheryl, Orange Taylor, Papa Pete's, Taco Bell worker in Kalamazoo, Ambar Munuzz, Buffalo Wild Wings, A Fairy Named Kool Aid, The Modern Exchange, Motel 6, All our new friends, Cleveland for not detroying me this time, and Everyone who made it out to a show.
Thanks dudeszzzzz
- ECNIV%%%%%%%%%%%$$$$$$$$$$$MAKEM ONEY
current mood:  giggly
current music: Gonna Get Got - Puppet Terrors
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| Tuesday, July 29th, 2008
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5:58 am - andrew W-OH K K K
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fuck yea.
andrew w.k is a true class act.
current music: fox 2 news
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| Monday, July 28th, 2008
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4:53 pm - living a ruse im in the band muse
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WASSSSUPP DEWDS. It's time to get my hands dirty with some blogging. I forgot to blog about the Polkadot Cadaver therefore breaking my blogging tradition. I will sum it up like this; good show, not a lot of people, and even less people who cared about anything other then Polkadot Cadaver. Our buddy Dan Devile came up from Toledo. Dead by 28 are cool dudes and hooked us up with a quater inch cable. Much respect to them dudes.
Aight now that is out in the open lets get down to the real meat and potatos LOL THE POTATO EXTRAVAGANZAAA.
We got asked to do this show like 7 months ago, and I thought it was never gonna happen due to how far off it was, but I was wrong man. Dudes were in effect. Our pals in Downtown Brown joined us in our van(which we dubbed the Motley Crue tour bus) for the trip up there because their van has been destroyed. It was a cramped ride with all the gear but a lovely bonding experience none the less. We had planned to get there by at least 2 so we could hand out flyers and get people to watch us, but there was a shitload of bullshit traffic that haulted us for a while. I'm pretty sure because of this trip Glover of DTB is now on a personal mission to find a Posi Topper. A charming part of the trip was when we were stuck behind what looked like a car pulling a cake that a stripper hops out of. It was wild, and we followed it to is destination: THE BOLOGNA FESTIVAL. We felt like we were a part of a parade. I opened the van's Vietnam doors and waved to the locals showing my support for Sheriff Flotz. John B took this opportunity to inform(scream at) a young lady that she should start smoking cigarettes before she is 18. The Bologna Festival looked incredible. They had pony rides, cool goats and sheep, some sort of bounce contraption, and probably a whole bunch of bologna. Sadly we were on a tight time restriction so we could not stop, but we did consider skipping the potato extravaganza in favor of the Bologna Festival. We stopped at some really raw liquor store to cop some booze, then a good 20 minutes later we arrived at our destination. The place was a church/youth hand out center. The second stage was on a basketball court, and the third stage was behind the church basically in a field. This was raw.
At the entrance there was a Rock Star Energy Drink tent that seemed to be the commanders. The chick thought we were Mustard Plug. We parked Motley Crue's tour bus and ventured around. Coke Dick Motorcycle was letting DTB borrow their gear for their set so we met them then I checked in with the dude in charge. I think there were about 200 kids there. We set up our merch depot and talked with some cool cats that came to see us and dtb. John B went to take a majestic shit in the girl bathroom while Glover, Ray, and myself went to the Motley Crue tour bus to drink some beer in secret. I was getting worried because Tikitime had drove seperatly and he had our quater inch, and only 40 minutes to get there. In that 40 minutes I got surprizingly drunk but lol dont tell the church dudes. Tikitime got there with literally 10 minutes to spare. We got changed and headed to the field stage, and set our phasers to rock n roll. By our third song I'm pretty sure we had at least 40% of the place watching us, and buy our next song we had at least 50% of the place watching us. Or atleast it felt like it, there were a shit load of people. We were told to watch our language but I'm pretty sure we fucked that up right off the bat, but the sound guy was down with us so we were safe. This was probably one of my favorite shows, as I was able to run into a field and pick flowers and give them to audience members. Durring I Like U we set fire to a bear, and after some dudes in the crowd were determined to finish the job, and they burned that bear all the way down to smoldering ashes. John B/Tiktime were getting pumped, I'm never sure of the actions they take durring shows(unless I'm getting drop kicked by one of them) as we are always somewhere different from each other, but rest assure he was a beautiful falcon.The mics they gave us to use were like kareoke mics from radioshack so I don't think they were that clear but they did the job. Things got pretty wild durring our 30 minute set. I made instant mashed potatos in my mouth with water. I almost puked that shit was disgusting haha. Then Tikitime ripped off my shorts and ripped a giant hole in my boxers in an attempt to reveal my penis snake to the world. So I gave an outro speil while covering my balls and my dick with my hand.
We sold a bunch of shirts and dudes told us we were the most incredible thing they have ever seen and thats a lot like the first time I saw Jurassic Park, AWESOMEMEMEME. We got a couple of new show offers from a couple different people and that rules. I talked to some new fans for a while and John sold t-shirts like cocaine. I had instant mashed potato flakes all over my face. It felt like an extra flakey layer of skin. Disgusting, but self satisfying. After a while I walked to the merch area and I heard some dude on the basketball court stage saying something like "THERE IS NO BOOZE HERE IF YOU WANNA DRINK ALCOHOL YOU CAN LEAVE" and I thought it was some stupid band so I started yelling "FUCKKKKK YOUUUUUUUUUUUU" and some other shit, and it turned out the dude on the mic was the old dude who ran the place. So him and his posse of 50 year old dudes surrounded me and I was like LOL JKKKKKKK I JUST PLAYED IM COOL I WAS JUST KIDDING LOLL. I escaped, but barely. They had their eye on me for the rest of the night lololol. Some of the headlining bands like Forever in Terror and Crackjaw didn't even bother to show up, so there were some holes to fill. I'm pretty sure DTB played sooner because of it. They played a great set as usual. I'm pretty positive that us and DTB were the only bands other then Mustard Plug to get really good responses from people. People watching the other bands just looked kinda bored just standing there. After they played we caught the end of The Spaghetti Western's set and they were really good. Then drank more and partied around. Met some more interesting and cool cats. I rented a hat from Mikebuster for 15 minutes. Mustard Plug played and they were pretty fun. I drank like 13 free rock star energy drinks, I had to much energy busting out of my cells but I can't say no to free. After Mustard Plug we packed up the car sold a last couple t-shirts and mingled until we departed. We stopped at a taco bell that was like 20 minutes away. They forgot to add my crunch wrap and they wouldn't just let me order one at the window, so fuck them. The ride home was a laughfest, and thats all I say about that lololol.
Overall it was a great time. Thanks/Blog shout outs to Nick and Doug for setting the whole thing up and inviting us to play, Downtown Brown, all the bands that played, everyone who watched us get down, everyone who bought shirts, that nice girl who helped us clean up after our set, autopsy magazine, that techno dude, the sound guy for the third stage, peta for not being there, shane, amber, mussio, gio, jen, casper, everyone we met, 5 star ronnie, bologna festival, sheriff foltz, the obama ladies, lee's dollar store,Mastadon Demons, if I forgot you i'm sorry but I think I got everyone.
Set List:
IGB IS POWERFUL
THOMAS JEFFERSON
TREE OCTOPUS ROCK OPERA
SOMEDAY DOVES WILL FIND A WAY
TIM ALLEN IS A LOBSTER
COKE IS COOL
MEGA PUNXXXXXXXX
KAMIKAZE VICTORY DYNAMIC CHANGES
I LIKE U
CHRIST AND ME
- ECNIV THE SNAKE DOGGG
current mood:  content
current music: Andrew W.K. - Your Rules | Scrobbled by Last.fm
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| Saturday, July 19th, 2008
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1:32 am - rotten apple trust fund kids go back to school shopping.
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whats up cyberspace decepticons? I'm sitting here enjoying a refreshing coors light feeling a lot like a dude with a scum-stache. I am in fact a dude with a scumstache.
I figure that pretty soon some sort of salamander is gonna evolve into some insane shit and destroy everything and everyone that we love and dislike a little bit. so i figured i better start blogging my fucking fingertips off until we have a new amphibious god to tell us to chill that way one of their top scientists can look back and see what wasssssup with me and my lifesicles.
today was a journey into the "whats what of cool" in 2008. i awoke at 9:25AM to prepare myself for the annual rock and lets roll festival known as "warped tour." I used my cellphone capabilities to plan the venture. soon i learned that none of the warriors had the capabilities to get to warped tour. Grandfather stepped up to the home run and offered a time travel option to bring our minds frames back to that of 10th grade aka give us a ride. My Grandfather is one of the last remaining kings of the road. Yukon XL is what he rides, and he is almost like an alligator in that shit, and he doesn't take shit. For instance we were approaching the home base of John E. Benton, and when he wasn't outside when he pulled in the driveway hell broke into the zoo and pissed off the tigers who were already pissed off to begin with due to shitty habitat conditions. In other words Grandpappy was cussin' and fussin'. I went inside John's house like a CIA agent, and pulled him into the Yukon with the neighbors not even taking a second glance, because they couldn't it was to fucking fast for them to comprehend. I should also state that John had prepared well for his voyage into Warped Tour 08, as he had a couple zip lock bags full of alcohol that he stashed in his penis area. After John failed at small chit chat with Grandpa we went to go get Amber who is the girl that kisses me WHILE PEOPLE ARE LOOKING how fucking cool is that dudes? Hitting the car highway was real cool because like I said earlier Grandpa doesn't give a fuck about no ones shit. He was cutting dudes off because his alligator like vehicle is superior to their bullshit gazelle type shit. I should mention that if this were a REAL 10th grade situation in which we were REAL 15 year olds getting dropped off by a legal guardian in front of the gates it could have been WARPED TOUR SOCIAL SUICIDE OMGGGDRAMAAA, but thankfully we are cool headed early 20 year old dudes who can buy fucking cigarettes and shit. No matter what we were fucking Joe Cool to these dudes. So fearlessly we exited Grandpa's Yukon in front of Warped Tour's finest and found where the ticket dealer was doing business. $35.00 tickets are a lot like having your pets as your best man/groomsmen at your wedding; FUCKING EMBARRASSING AND A LIKELY REASON TO BE UPSET AT YOUR OWN LIFE, but we dealt with it and moved on.
Once inside John was immediately turned on by some reggae bullshit going down right at the entrance, but his boner had sadly caused his booze filled sammich bags to leak so we had to find the restroom. John got his life in order inside of Comerica Park bathroom stall by pouring the contents of one of the bags into a water bottle Then we checked out all the cool bands we could possibly see and what time they rock at. I should probably mention we were pretty much there(well myself and amber) to see Gil Mantera's Party Dream, and anything else would be a nice extra. So we took note of the extras and headed back into Comerica Park to try and find the Party Dream to look at them, and buy their treasures. On the quest I found a nice little anime dealer who sold buttons containing the beloved catbus. Catbus is a cat that also functions as a bus in the anime Totoro. I know jack shit about the actual anime but I do know that catbus is a fascinating concept so I needed to purchase the quaint little button. While exploring the merchandising area where most of the Warped Tour attendees do their back to school shopping we got to see the true patron of warped tour; The underage girl wearing pretty much nothing at all trying to have sex with all sorts of things. John was up for the challenge as he started drinking more of his cherry flavored concoction of disgusting bullshit. We failed to locate the Party Dream merch area, so we decided to check out the first of the other bands we kinda wanted to see. The first on the list was Gym Class Heroes. GCH are a band that we used to go see quite often back in 04/05 before they wanted to make radio rap. When they played to basically us and people who came to see the other bands they happened to be playing with. They're still good dudes tho Travis has helped us out in the past in pretty cool ways, and I love the dude, but their music has gone in an awful direction. They played a small medley of three songs of of Papercut Chronicles, and by small I mean SMALLLL. Less then 30 seconds of each of these classic songs. Oh well. After that depressing scenario we went to check out MC Chris. I'm more of a fan of the dudes blogs then his music. After every song he wanted everyone to say back to him "OMG ITS MC CHRIS. WE LOVE YOU MC CHRIS" and i'm 100% sure had the audience not responded back to him he would have created the ultimate suicide letter blog. He put on a good show tho.
After his set we realized we had nothing we wanted to look at for like an hour and a half. We spent this hour and a half locating where Party Dream was to play later on, and observing the Warped Tour patrons. I quickly noticed that WE ARE THE SICKEST KIDS FOREVER or something of that nature had the hottest t-shirts on the Earth at Warped Tour. Their merch booth was BACK TO SCHOOL SHOPPING HEAD QUATERS. John drank more of his cherry bullshit, and Amber wanted some numnums. The Comerica Food Court had all sorts of over priced shitty tasty stuff. I played it safe and went for the french fries, but Amber got risky and went for the asian food dealer and got fried rice. Suspiciously the Mexican food dealer was right next to the asian one, and "fried rice" was actually just spanish rice with peas and corn in it. Cultures were defienetly fucked with at Comerica Park. At some point some dude recognized myself and john from being in IGB. We felt like fucking rock stars at that point. I even tried to convince myself that I was Nikki Sixxxxx. We met up with this dude JP who also likes our stupid band, and then sat around looking at where Al Kaline used to dominate the world of Major League Softball.
At 4 something Myself and Amber parted ways, John went to go watch the Bouncing Souls, and we opted to go be less punk rock and check out 3OH!3. Neil P. of Downtown Brown fame told me a while back that 3OH!3 were ripping of Party Dream or something so I was interested in seeing them play. Not only were they nothing at all like Party Dream but they were also awful. These dudes just scream hooks over cliche' synth beats for 30 minutes. We watched for about 10 and then went to go look at The sickest dudes forever ever or whatever the fuck to see what all the t-shirt fuss was about. They played one song and it sounded like every other fucking band thats made it big in the last 3 years. The funny thing is that with 60% of Warped Tour wearing their shirts 20% were no where near the stage watching the band written on their chests. Amber and I walked around and just saw a shit load of kids that just bought their shirt and didn't even give a fuck enough to actually see them play. Back at the stage where Party Dream was set to play was a thing with Party Dream's merch on it. We finally found the Dream. I bought a shirt and briefly conversed with the Ultimate Donny. Then waited for a while for Reel Big Fish to start. Reel Big Fish were one of the extras I was looking forward to seeing. We were able to catch about half their set before Party Dream was set to start. Our friend Jake found us, and John and JP met back up with us as well. The dance party began. Party Dream put on a great show as always, and made me feel better about spending the price of admission. There were a few other dedicate Party Dream fans, but the rest of the crowd were just walker byers that were amazed and confused by what they were seeing. It fucking ruled, they played their hot new jams dreamscape, ballerina, and a brand new jam I have never even heard before, and then played a remix of the classic super plus ice festival, and then ended the mother fucker with Elmo's Wish. John bought some stickers and pins after the show, and we briefly talked to Donny again. Party Dream are mythological dudes. Jake agreed to take us home, but he wanted to stay for Pennywise whom he got confused with Katy Perry. So we parted ways with him to get water and then we went to watch the modern day Avril Lavigne rock out about kissing other girls and shit. Katy Perry is the definition of rebellion dudes. She Kisses girls and doesn't give no fucks. Jake then found us after Pennywise and was like LOL I MEANT PENNYWISE NOT KATY PERRY LOLL. We then left and never looked back. Amber found me a sweet new pare of shades on the way out. I'm wearing them now and I feel great.
What a cool long first REAL blog. I'm gonna not do this shit as long next time. Believe that.
I think I'm getting a rash,
Lemars are Joe Dumars in disguise
current mood:  exhausted
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| Tuesday, June 5th, 2007
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12:47 am - fawk it up 4 dawgs
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im going to fuck bitchez
cuz i aint no ghost
im alive
AND IM GONNA PLAY BUGS IN THE RUGG
teehehehe
fuck you
current mood:  hopeful
current music: TEARS FOR FEARS
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| Wednesday, September 20th, 2006
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3:11 am - WUZZUP PUNK RAWKERSS
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PleasureToBurn06: Ever done cokee./>?
vince is a robot: no sirrrr
PleasureToBurn06: thatts cool.
PleasureToBurn06: where is Captain Mussio tonight?
FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL THE PLAYAS
BUT NOT THE 2nD RATE SPENDERSZZZZZ CUAE MOST OF THEM NO WUT D A FUCK IZ IN BEST WESTERN
GOOD DEALS AND FAT PAID CONSUMERS THAT WANT THA MOTHA FUCKIN COMPLIMENTRARY BREAKFESTTTTT INT HE MORNING
AND NON OF THE ASPECTS OF RELIGION
current mood:  cold
current music: TUB RING
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| Friday, July 15th, 2005
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11:52 am - ALEX BIBIZADEHHHHHHHHH SIGNAL
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i'm pretty sure this is the only way to get ahold of that fucking sand nigger
go on aim
and make sweet love 2 meee
LOL UR COUNTRY IZ BOMBED
current mood:  intimidated
current music: THE SWEET SOUND OF SUMMER SCHOOL
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| Wednesday, July 13th, 2005
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11:49 am - UH OH SPAGHETTIOZZZZZZ
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YO YO YO
SUMER SCHOOOOOOOOOOL
IS VERY COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL
I FUCKING HATE LIVE JOURNAL
THIS SHITIS GAY
THE ASTRONAUGHTS ARE ABOUT TO GO INTO SPACE
AND THEY WILL SUICIDE BOMB THE RUSSIANS :[
ddddddddddddfffffffdflksdjfdkdksdlkslksddsfdsdfsddfadfdsf WHAT AN AMAZING SEA LIFE
current mood: thirsty
current music: INTERGALACTIC GHETTO BLASTERZ - EVERYTHING
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| Tuesday, January 25th, 2005
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5:42 pm - HELLOLOOO WTTFFFFFFF
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CHALUPAZ ARE NOT VERY DELICIOUS BUT FIESTA POTATOZ R, AND I AM IN LOVE WITH ANDRE THE SEAl
FUCK YOU JOHNNY 5
JK I LOVE YOU JOHNNY 5
current mood:  pissed off
current music: gym class heroes - petrified life and the twice told joke
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| Saturday, December 25th, 2004
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12:32 am - A Serious Topic
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TODAY I LEARNED WHAT IT MEANS TO BE A BLACKSMITH
AND THEN SHIT BLEW UP
IT WAS COOOL
OK GOOD BYE
JAY Z IS A PRINCE
current mood: dirty
current music: JAY Z - 99 PROBLEMS
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| Saturday, December 11th, 2004
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2:10 am - CAN YOU DIG IT?!?!?!?!?
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vince is a robot: osama
SmarterChild: Yes? What about Osama?
vince is a robot: yo momma
SmarterChild: Hello Catsby.
EVERY1 IN THE HOUSE SAY HOOTIE WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
ICE CREAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!_!_!_!_!_!_!_Wss_____________________||||||||||||__A)_+S+A+_S
BEAR ATTACKZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1111
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current mood:  quixotic
current music: DAVID CASSIDY BITCH
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| Wednesday, December 8th, 2004
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6:02 pm - PRAISE ALLLLLLLLAH
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BUST A FLOW MO FUCKAZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
YO YO YO YO
BUST DAT FLOW
I SAID WTF AND I STARTED TO GLOW
THIS IS A SHOW I MUST SAY
FUCK YOU FAGGOT YOU'RE GAY
WE DON'T PLAY IN HAY
AT LUNCH I ONLY GET RED TRAY
CAUSE I'M A BALLA, AND THATS THE WAY
*DJ SCRATCHING*
horridXoXromance: once in sixth grade we had to write a paper on what we wanted to be and i failed because i said i wanted to be the dude in the chuckie cheese costume
she is so cool.
chink tizzle: fuck me tomorrow after school
FAGGOT
current mood: enthralled
current music: THE SOUNDS OF WATER
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| Saturday, November 6th, 2004
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12:35 pm - STFU FAGGOTS
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WHO HERE ENJOYS THE SWEET SWEET SOUND OF WATERMELONSSDSLKDJLK:SJFL()84r3290ffdjd;ksjljdfjdfjlfdsjfdjncn cnxnmccxncxnm
!_! !_! !_! !_! !_! !_!_!_!_!__!__!_! !___________! !_____! !_____________________________!
!_! !_! ! ____________ ! !_______________________________!
fuck you.
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| Thursday, July 10th, 2003
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10:00 am - STFU
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| Friday, July 4th, 2003
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5:26 pm - optional
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you're gay
asl
current mood: quixotic
current music: something really awesome
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| Sunday, March 23rd, 2003
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4:47 pm - i am the king
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WAR IS COOL LOLOLLOOLOLOLOLLOLL
MEOW
current mood: chipper
current music: skinny puppy - killing game
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| Saturday, March 15th, 2003
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6:05 pm - HELLO
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I AM PRETTY COOL
SEASHELL IS THE KING
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| Sunday, February 2nd, 2003
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9:19 pm - YO
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okay, I have restarted this journal: hoorah
So by now you've all heard about the space shuttle blowing up, blah blah.
who cares? thousands of people die daily in car accidents, does cnn stop everything and decalre it a national tragedy? I think not.
Please note the only one of the 7 astronauts to be recognized fully is of course, the guy that's from another country. If we don't suck the foreigners cock, we'd be racist, can't have that.
Fucking PC idiots.
current mood:  lazy
current music: Velvet Acid Christ - The Calling
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| Tuesday, December 31st, 2002
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5:42 pm - I RULE
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PANDAS ARE HOT END OF STORY
current mood: lethargic
current music: WTF U R GAY
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