Instead of writing about this program, I decided to listen
to some Naked Aggression and piss off my fokes who are upstairs trying to
watch the president give a speech about how it is in our best interested
to rape away our nation's freedoms for a false scene of security.
At the volume I listen to music, they shouldn't be able to here the mindless
propaganda; become angered and spend the remainder of the evening yelling
at me about how I should get a job, clean up my filthy pig hole or a room
and how I should make something of my life. Naturally, I will pay
no attention, cuss a lot and accomplish my mission of thwarting their attempts
at being brainwashed by the television for the evening. And besides,
I fucking love Naked Aggression (gonna marry that chick one day).
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