2. Don't Get Blood On My Prada Shoes
3. Like A Cat
4. Jesus And Tori
5. My Sharona (The Knack-Cover)
I'VE ALREADY SAID ENOUGH ABOUT THIS STUPID FUCKING BAND. NOBODY CARES ABOUT HOW "ARTSY" YOU BELIEVE YOU CAN GET WITH YOUR EXPERIMENTAL-SCREAMO-BUTTFUCK GENRES. ALL THAT MATTERS IS IN THE END, I'M ABLE TO MASTURBATE TO YOUR EROTIC HIGH PITCHED PREPUBSCENT SCREAMING AND BLOW A JIZZ SO FAR DOWN SOUTH THAT IT IMPREGNATES A PENGUIN IN ANTARCTICA. LOOKS LIKE YOUR BELOVED WEBMASTER FINALLY HAS A NEXT OF KIN!
SO SCREAM, MY DARLING SCREAM OUT OF YOUR ABUNDANCE OF ESTROGEN HORMONES! BECAUSE I'M SO FUCKING AROUSED TONIGHT OFF THIS PIECE OF SHIT ALBUM I THINK I'LL PLUG A WELL-LIT CANDLE INTO MY ASS AND FART INTO A GAS STATION. THE PROJECTING POWER OF MY ANUS CAN PROPEL CANNONS THAT COULD HAVE MADE HITLER WIN THE SECOND WORLD WAR, IF PROPERLY UTILIZED!
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