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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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Saturday, November 5, 2011

BRING ME THE HORIZON - SUICIDE SEASON

01. The Comedown
02. Chelsea Smile
03. It was Written In Blood
04. Death Breath
05. Football Season is Over
06. Sleep with One Eye Open
07. Diamonds Arent Forever
08. The Sadness Will Never End
09. No Need for Introductions
10. Suicide Season

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BRIEF REVIEW:

I WOULD LOVE TO DO NOTHING BUT TO BRUTALLY FORNICATE THE SHIT OUT OF THE FEMALE ON THE FRONT COVER. I'D FORNICATE HER EVEN MORE WITH OR WITHOUT CONSENT IF SHE WAS ONLY SIXTEEN OR YOUNGER. (WHICH WHEN COMING FROM THIS BAND, I WOULDN'T BE TOO SURPRISED.) I LOVE PRE-PUBESCENT MUNCHKINS BECAUSE THEY ARE DELICIOUS DELICIOUS CANDY. THAT IS, UNTIL THEIR FATHERS BREAK INTO THE BASEMENT DUNGEON WHERE I HAVE THEM TRAPPED UNDER WITH THE SWAT TEAM AND THEY COLLECTIVELY BEAT THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME. SOMEBODY ONCE TOOK A WEED CUTTER AND CHOPPED MY FUCKING DICK OFF. BUT LUCKILY I AM AN ASEXUAL STARFISH AND CAN ALWAYS REGROW MY SEVERED BODY PARTS THROUGH THE PROCESS OF MITOSIS. SS  SSS SS SSSSSSSSS  SSS  SSSS S SSSSSSSS. I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK I JUST PRESSED THERE. EVERY TIME WHEN SOMEBODY CHOPS OFF MY DICK AND IT GROWS BACK, IT'S ALWAYS HALF AN INCH SHORTER  THAN THE PREVIOUS TIME. SO AFTER A DOZEN OF INCIDENTS MY PENIS IS ONLY THREE INCHES LONG NOW. IT'S A SHAME MY ONCE-LOVELY ANACONDA KEEPS DIMINISHING IN LENGTH. BUT IT'S NOT LIKE I WAS USING IT FOR ANYTHING PRACTICAL ANYWAYS, OTHER THAN PLUGGING IT INTO ELECTRICAL OUTLETS AND EXHAUST PIPES FOR SEXUAL STIMULATION OF COURSE.

IT'S HARD TO DO THESE UPDATES WITH ONLY ONE HAND ON THE KEYBOARD ALL THE TIME. ESPECIALLY WHEN MY OTHER HAND'S ALWAYS TUCKED INSIDE OF MY PANTS JERKING IT OFF TO THE THOUGHT OF WHAT GOES IN THE BACK OF BMTH'S "DAYCARE PARTY BUS". AND THEN I EJACULATE ALL OVER THE MONITOR SCREEN AND IT SMELLS LIKE UTTER SHIT. BACK IN MY YOUNGER DAYS I LIKE TO SHOW UP AT A PARTY UNINVITED WITH MY PANTS STUFFED WITH SKUNK TO CONVINCE OTHER WOMEN THAT I HAVE A HUGE AND SMELLY SACK. AND THEN THE SKUNK CRAWLS INTO MY DICKHOLE AND OUT THROUGH MY ANUS. THE SHITS I TOOK IN THOSE PARTIES WERE ABSOLUTELY UNBEARABLE. YOU CAN SEE THE DRYWALL OF THE CEILINGS CRACKING AND PEOPLE DYING AROUND ME. THESE USED TO BE INCIDENTS DESCRIBED BY THE PRESS AS THE MOST BRUTAL MASSACRE SINCE COLUMBINE AND VIRGINIA TECH MASSACRE.

I LOVE SCHOOL SHOOTINGS. THEY'RE SO AWESOME. ESPECIALLY WHEN IT'S DONE BY A  THREE FOOT TALL CHINK WITH NO HAIR. WHAT A FUCKING FAGGOT. I GUESS HE NEEDED TO DO SOMETHING DRASTIC TO COMPENSATE FOR HIS MINUSCULE PENIS SIZE. SO HE ENDED UP SHOOTING DOZENS AFTER DOZENS OF PEOPLE AND DEFILED THEIR CARCASSES. WHAT A FUCKING RETARD. ALL FAGGOT CHINKS WHO IMMIGRATED TO THIS CONTINENT WITHIN THE PAST TWO DECADES NEED TO BE SENT TO INTERNMENT CAMPS AGAIN WHERE THEY ARE MADE PRODUCTIVE BY BUILDING UNDERGROUND RAILROADS ALL THE WAY FROM NORTHERN CANADA TO MEXICO. SO THAT WAY MORE ILLEGAL WETBACKS CAN TRAVEL BACK AND FORTH WHILE SMUGGLING A COPIOUS AMOUNT OF COCAINE AND ALL OF IT GOES STRAIGHT INTO MY GODDAMN NOSE. SEE? I TOLD YOU NASTY CHINKS ARE THE SOLUTIONS TO EVERYTHING. ESPECIALLY WHEN IT'S (1) BUILDING RAILWAYS (2) DUPLICATING COUNTERFEIT APPLE STORES TO THE TENTH MOST PRECISE DETAIL, (3) SCHOOL SHOOTINGS, (4) OVERPOPULATING OUR FUCKING SOIL TO NO END, (5) THEN ELIMINATING THEM WITH CAR ACCIDENTS, AND (6) BEATING YOUR FUCKING SORRY ASS IN STARCRAFT SO HARD THAT YOUR WHOLE MAP WIPES OUT BEFORE THE CHAT LOBBY EVEN INITIATES. WE SHOULD TRANSPORT ALL OF THEM TO NORTH KOREA AND MAKE THEM HAVE ONE GIGANTIC BUKKAKE ORGY WITH KIM JON IL'S OVERSIZED PROSTHETIC DICK THAT HAPPENS TO BE A USSR NUKE. GUESS WHO'S BRINGING YOU THE HORIZON NOW?


KABOOM YOU FUCKING FAGGOTS

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