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The release of SKSK third album was almost unnoticed to me until i seen it in the target. They have moved a long way from the After Dark EP of being a deep dark sound.
Review: New Maps Of Hell
Bad Religion's new record New Maps Of Hell is amazing. The songs have so much energy && the shows to promote the new record where some of the best ive ever been to.
Review: Shorebirds - S/T 7"
With a lineup featuring ex-members of Jawbreaker and Latterman, it would have taken a lot for me not to like this record. Fortunately, that isn't the case.
I will be leaving pittpunk when a certain thread, and I wont tell what it is, leaves the front page. Yes yes yes yes. I share this because it is that damn importnat. I do this not cause Pittpunk has gotten boring, not cause i've posting here for most of seven years, not cause it's cold outside. I do this cause I always wanted to make one of these threads. To be fair, in the past, I did make a thread like this, and proceeded to completely ignore it cause I thought it would be funny, and it was. Odds are, I will do the same thing again cause I think it's funny. I'm sure that if I actually left, it would be toasted as what would really cause pittpunk to turn around. Oh, and people would still not post as much. The number of ohmigod, pittpunk is dying/dead/rotting/Terri Schaivo/GG Allin, only worse smelling is stupid, idiotic, moranic, all that shit, but making people post. You fucking hypocritics!!! You are the defibrulator!!!!! You go zap....zap....zap......and the beat goes on. Maybe you should just be a tazer, and force pittpunk to uirinate all over itself in the middle of forbes avenue. Maybe everyone should ask me a question, everyone ask me a question, like what is it like to have skin cancer, or at what temperature does 1+1 stop being 3 and be 4 instead, or who wants to marry a multi thousandaire? I hate getting old. I hate route 30 at 6:30 in the morning. I hate shrimp. I hate rock salt. You are the purple slug, surple slug, purple plug. Fuckity fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. But I regress. I am leaving. That is all that is important. I will leave when a certain thread made by a certain poster, responded to by another certain poster, when the moon is waxing, and by waxing, i mean, getting a smooth bikini line for carnival, god st. patrick's day is a bigger rookies holiday than new years ever st. patricks day is illogical, with a munber of responses somewhere between 2 and pi to the pi times million to the seventy thousandth intergr, that'll be when i leave. I cannot say, cause if i did, people would just start posting in that thread like gangbusters cause the thought of one girl having four cocks simultaiously in her various crevices and cavities whilie six or seven dues surround this group just whacking ogg is kinda hot to some people and I don't know why I like full house when I was younger cuase now that i'm older I need fiber to stay sewn together with steel and glass shit and made of shitnglazz razz tazz frazz moog boog stoog you know cassandra, from this height you could really hawk a loogie on someone and that would not only be disgusting as fuck, but peobably painful as hell, too. your problem is that you are aren't evolved. you are irrationally designed by people who should have spent less time fucking and more time perfecting thei cribbage game. Cause if your cabbage game is on point, you might ust be the head of coach of the ingrish national football team. Where you can learn ingrish in month and say, goddamn, he is pissing. pissing like he hasn't pissed before. pissing so much piss that he could single handedly flood millvale or something. piss piss piss puss puss puss fuss fuss fuss fun fun fun roswell is ruling BATWINGS!!!! That quality meetin was high on the quality and high on the quantity and high on oranges and yellows and reds and blue and greens and crisco cause a little grease never hurt anyone except for John Travolta. Anyways, John, leaving Pittpunk when a certain thread disappears. That is what you need to know. You also need to know that the capital of Texas is Dallas, and that roads are hard.
i know that they speak dutch in zimbabababwe. that beige smells pretty. that snow is cold and annoying. there was apparently a car crash outside of work tonight. this made people go cookoocookoocookoothbbhbhbhbhb. people were afraid their route home, the only route they knew, would be blocked. how do you not know at least two/three/four/five routes to get from you place of employment to your place of residence? unless you live at work, of course, and i'm sure we know the fiends, the meth fiends that go bump in the night and dream about the noble pursuit of work that do just that. they jack your money when you sleep in your car. what a dick. what an ass. what a canary. my thread is still on the front page, so i continue to post. this makes pittpunk weep like the little girl that it is. the girl that just had her first period and his confused going, "what the hell? this is disgusting like yanni". moods. that's all life is. moods. moods. the government likes rap music, but only when performed by the kkking of scotland. i'd like to visit scotland. i'd like a kilt. i'd like to go to work wearing a kilt, but they'd probably send me home to change. danger of hangage or something like that. I don' know. who the hellthoughtit was a doog idea to give tony muthafucking danza of tony muthafucking danza fame on talk show? he has ther personality of a tony muthafucking danza and i have a problem with that. the only wya to fix said problem is to drink alot of absinthe and pretend the earth is round. i guess what i'm trying to say is that the reason pittpunk is boring is cause the people that post on pittpunk are boring. i'm boring. you're boring. she's boring. he's boring. Pat Toomey is bot boring, but he doesn't post on pittpunk cause he is busy trying to make you casablanca with a shoe string and bubble tape. it's trange, but trust me, powers. that is just how it is, powers and possiblies glories. Paul Roma, where have you gone? are you dead? it would make a certain amount of sense if you were. of course, it would also make a certain amount of sense if you weren't. i mean, i could spend the next ten minutes looking it up on wikiwkiwikiwiki but we know Jam Master Jay is dead and it ain't right. shit piss. Garth Brooks is misunderestood. Brooks Orpik is a goon who went to a classless cowllege. Liza Minella, get a hair cut. Ho. I know you ant me to go away. If I went away, would everyone come back to pittpunk? cause then, everybody is just going to to have to masturbate to a picture of da corpse of P.Diddy covered in fee fi fo fum i smell the blood of skunk, and i find it both pleasureful and erotic. oh damn. i just....just....damn. where is the love? where is the love? WHERE IS THE LOVE? when i was in middle school, we used to have a contest. you remember those froot rollup things that were like two feet long? we'd see who could eat those the fastest. I could do it in 8 seconds. there was a kid who could do it in six. i think he has dibeetis and advertises on the price is right with that jag from cleve. who the hell watches the price of right anymore? who you like to kiss me? I'm not irish, and i'm not shitfaced, but i like smootchsmootchsmootch. DIEBUSDRIVERDIE! so far away we wait for thday. thday when the stupid post goes off the front page so john can stop this stuoopidito thread that is killin brain cells and killing breast cancer and one day you will all die and for most of of you, it will be cause you were enslaved by the zach de la rocha bocha yocha ono bot of sanity in his forest of eucalyptis plants. oh the eucalyptis. no i wouldn't have come back from togo. it's togorific. who know what? those things i told you you needed to know, Dallas, capital of Texas, aka Teh-hoss, roads, not saft, but hoird, yeah you still need to know that. cause that is importants. here are someotherimportants. A terrible towel is not a flag. it is a towel. you hang towels on lines, not flag poles. you do not use flags to cleanse yourself, you wouldn't get too clean, it wouldn't be effctive. a towel, though, that'll do the trick. i'm all about solutions. stop signs are blue petnagones. you really need a haircut.
Joined: 2005-09-14