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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?

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Sunday, January 11, 2009

A DAY'S REFRAIN - SELF TITLED

01 STAND BY
02 WE GROW NUMB
03 LONGEST FIVE MILES
04 WHEN YOU'RE DONE SCREAMING
05 REBECCA
06 D1
07 NO TRADEBACKS
08 PHOTO ALBUM
09 IN RETROSPECT
10 ARE YOU LISTENING OR JUST WAITING FOR YOUR TURN TO SPEAK
11 MAY 18TH


BRIEF REVIEW:

WHAT A FUCKING GAY BAND. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH WHITE SUBURBAN KIDS WITH NO ADEQUATE HOBBIES THROUGHOUT THEIR POINTLESS TEENAGE LIVES? DO THEY WAKE UP ON CHRISTMAS AND FIND SOME LOUSY SECOND-HAND INSTRUMENT UNDER THEIR CHRISTMAS TREES AND SUDDENLY DECIDE "HEY GUAIZ! LET'S CASTRATE OUR FUCKING BALLSACKS AND FORMULATE A NON-MASCULINE MUSICAL GROUP FOR THE PURPOSE OF FREE ULTRA BALLET ORGY, IN ORDER TO GET BY OUR FRIDAY AND SATURDAY NIGHTS THAT WOULD BE OTHERWISE SPENT FONDLING THE UTERUS OF OUR BARNYARD ANIMALS AS A FORM OF STRESS RELIEF!"

HOLY CRAP, IF I WERE THE PARENTS OF THESE KIDS AND HEARD THIS SCREECHING SONIC NONSENSE EVEN ONCE, I'D IMMEDIATELY GET MY WIFE TO APPLY FOR AN ABORTION. THE ONLY PROBLEM IS THAT THE FUCKTARDS HAS ALREADY BEEN BORN... SO WE'RE GOING TO BEND THE RULES A LITTLE BIT AND EXECUTE SOMETHING WE CALL "POST-ABORTION". THAT IS TO RUN A FUCKING CHAINSAW RIGHT THROUGH THEIR NECKS WHEN THEY'RE SLEEPING. FOR GOD'S SAKES, WE'LL EVEN THROW IN A CAMERA RECORDER TO FILM THE RITUAL FOR GOOD MEASURE, THEN WE'LL DUB ONE OF THEIR SONGS BEHIND THE NASTY FOOTAGE AND CALL IT THE HOME MADE MUSIC VIDEO FOR THEIR HIT SINGLE, THAT WILL BE PLAYED AT THEIR FUNERAL.

MY FORESKIN IS ABOUT THREE TIMES THE SIZE OF MY ACTUAL DICK... NINE INCHES.

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