You Murdering Ministers rocked so hard last night that all the dogs in a five mile radius are dead. I mean, sure, it could've been that dude that the newspapers are calling "the Five-Mile Radius Dog Bludgeoner," but I like to think it was us.

You Murdering Ministers first mofuckin' show son. Tomorrow, Saturday the twelfth, six o'clock, Ehman Center in Downtown Lake Orion, six dolla bill ya'll. For directions... good fuckin' luck. Just kidding look in Andy's journal. We play around... seven? I think ( Read more... )

My intrasupernet doesn't work. So here's some cool shit I made.

( Illustrator'd! )

Friends only from now on... unless I don't feel like it. Too bad for you.

So what is this I hear of Blockbuster having no more late fees? How the fuck are they going to regulate video possesion? It's anarchy baby! Anarchy, I tell you!

Twenty-six years from now...Me: "Hi, I'm here to return these movies, Gigli, the Wedding Planner, and Maid in Manhatten, I really enjoy the work of Jennifer Lopez ( Read more... )

I need a cigarette or five.

I miss you. You know who you are.

Snow days are the worst days ever.

Entries from now on will probably be few and far between due to unforeseen circumstances. Conjugal visits and visits of a non-conjugal nature (though not as hot) will be accepted. Later. Less than three.

Two all beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions, on a... bun.

My mother is making me go to church tomorrow, awkward conversation with Christians is sure to ensue. It will probably go something like ( Read more... )

The only good part of it being so fucking cold out is the "Holy balls, it's fuckin' freezing," face that my dog makes when I let him outside.