Date: August 23, 2004 @ 9:00 PM
I want to hook my fingers in through my eyesockets. I want to push them all the way to the back part of my head where I can scratch the itch that itches.
your schizoprenetic interpretations of musical statements put me right on the edge of the thing that I'm always near but not close enough to to be on the edge of, and I'm pretty sure I'm going to explode into carpentry nails and some stuff resembling hamburglery.
Date: August 23, 2004 @ 9:02 PM
My comments aren't even relevant to your vision!!! I'M A FUCKING FAILURE HERE!!!
IT'S LIKE I CAN'T EVEN SPEECH IN A STRAIGHTENED LINT. I hope you can forgive me. Your backwards spinning records make me do it. I have to try hard not to iron on the wrong fucking pants when I go out after hearing it.
STILL NOT RELEVENT!!!!! Did I spell something wrong somewherE? STILL NOIT!!!!!!!
Date: August 23, 2004 @ 9:31 PM
I had it, with could have, many say COULD OF.. it's could HAVE... even though it's SAID (PRONCCUENCD) couldofofof COULDVE DOULCOD COUDLF you know.. it;s all aethsetihei.. anasthetic.. er.. smenatics.. oendatics.. wtf.
Date: August 23, 2004 @ 9:32 PM
I didn't like this song as much are you going to put up more songs with all those parts in them like the guitar plyers?
Date: August 30, 2004 @ 5:14 PM
Mike Hock will never compromise. I know this. I once saw him get into a fight with a shark's egg. He may have lost but he evapourated at least 1/10th of the world's ocean.