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VOTE WEBMASTER FOR PRESIDENT 2012 (SO THAT FILTHY HALF-BREEF NEGROID HAS NO CHANCE OF RUNNING THE SECOND TERM ONLY TO RISK HIMSELF FROM BEING TORCHED ON A BURNING KKKROSS)!







THE TRANSCENDANCE TO A PINK LAYOUT IS THE FINAL MANIFESTATION OF MY EXTREME HOMOSEXUALITY I'VE WORKED SO HARD TO REPRESS ENTIRELY THROUGHOUT MY MISERABLY CONFUSED LIFE! I CAN'T HIDE THIS MY BLATANT HORMONES ANY LONGER! PLEASE FUCK ME WITH YOUR AIDS STICK YOU HOLY FUCKING FAGGOTS?

DISCLAIMER: IN ORDER TO FIT IN WITH EVERY OTHER HALF-ASSED LAW-ABIDING PUSSY-ASS ALBUM BLOGS OUT ON THE NET, I WILL HAVE TO REMIND ALL YOU PARANOID SCHIZOPHRENICS THAT I DO NOT HOST ANYTHING ON THIS WEBSITE BUT MERELY REDIRECT YOU TO LINKS OF RIPPED ALBUMS THAT SOMEHOW MIRACULOUSLY PRE-EXISTED ON THE INTERNET DUE TO STRANGE FORCES OF NATURE. PIRATE THESE ALBUMS AT YOUR OWN CONSEQUENTIAL RISKS YOU FUCKING COWARDLY METALHEAD FAGGOTS.

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Friday, November 21, 2008

MEANS - TO KEEP ME FROM SINKING

1. Awareness
2. Breaking In
3. Somewhere Up Ahead
4. Blackout
5. Steadily
6. We Dwell In Possibility
7. Burned Into Me
8. Refuge
9. What We Seek
10. Of Dread and Dreams


BRIEF REVIEW:

HOW MUCH FASTER CAN A POST-HARDCORE BAND SELLOUT THAN WRITING A POP-PUNK RECORD AS THEIR SOPHOMORE RELEASE? I AM FUCKING SICK OF THIS A DAY TO REMEMBER-INFLUENCED BULLSHIT AS EVERY SUBURBAN BUMFUCK HILLBILLIES FROM THE PRAIRIES OF CANADA ATTEMPTS TO EMULATE. HOW ABOUT GROW A PAIR OF ORIGINAL BALLS FOR YOURSELF AND STOP LEAKING THROUGH YOUR THICK SCROTUMS, YOU SENSITIVE WHEAT-GROWING FARMBOYS?

I LOVE IT WHEN BANDS HAIL FROM PROVINCES AS RIDICULOUS AS "SASKACHEWAN". WHAT THE FUCK IS "SASKATCHEWAN"? DID THEY GET THE NAME OFF A FUCKING TURKEY MENU? IT'S CLEAR TO ME THAT THEIR ANCESTORS OBVIOUSLY DID NOT SPEAK CLEAR ENGRISH. WHAT IS IT THAT THEY HAD, WAS IT THE TURRET SYNDROME? DID THEIR SPEECH-IMPEDIMENT MAYOR FUCKING TWITCH WHEN HE ANNOUNCED THE NAME OF THEIR REGION TO THE PRESS? HAHAHAHA I AM SO FUNNY I CRACK MYSELF UP YOU FUCKING FAGGOTS. NO WONDER WHY THE NEW ALBUM IS NAMED "TO KEEP ME FROM SINKING"... HAVE YOU ASSHOLES EVER THOUGHT THE ONLY REASON WHY YOUR PROVINCE IS SINKING FROM ANY ECONOMIC GROWTH IS BECAUSE NOBODY KNOWS HOW IT'S ACTUALLY SPELT ON THE FUCKING MAP?

NOTE TO ALL YOU UNEMPLOYED METALHEADS (PRACTICALLY ALL):
IF YOU'RE A LAZY, FAT AND GREASY DYKE LIKE ME, YOU OUGHT TO MOVE YOUR ASS TO SASKATOON FOR ITS SHORTAGE OF WORKERS UPHOLDING THEIR AMISH INDUSTRIES. ASSUMING YOU KNOW, IF YOU ENJOY A LIFE OF FARMING AND MINING AND FORNICATING COWS AND CREATING A FAMILY OF HALF ANIMAL HALF MAN HYBRID MUTANTS. AND NO, THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU GET TO MILK YOURSELF ANY MORE OR LESS, YOU SICK SICK FUCK.

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