« Reply #1312 on: November 04, 2010, 10:50:49 AM »
What. The. Fuck.
Man I grew up with a mother who owned a music store and was a choral music major at Auburn.
I got love for all types of music.
I listened to her favorites cause she would listen to mine which at the time were Ozzy and Randy Rhodes.
Just wait till The Captain and Tennille come up on shuffle.
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"Hey my friends are the ones that wanted to eat at that shitty hole in the wall that only served bread and wine. What kind of brick and mud business model is that. Stick to the cart if that's all you're going to serve. Then that dude came in with like 12 other people, and some of them weren't even wearing shoes, and the restaurant sat them right across from us. It was gross, and they were all stinky and dirty. Then dude starts talking about eating his body and drinking his blood...I almost lost it. That's the last supper I'll ever have there, and I hope he dies a horrible death."