Tonight I went to the county fair, and realized that I'm envious of all the 17 year old kids in parachute pants, green mullet-hawks, spike wristbands, and pallid low-self-esteem girlfriends in their cloying embraces. I miss those days when Slipknot were gods and you knew exactly who 'us' and 'them' were. Life is so much simpler when your greatest
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