1. Racing A Fading Image [Explicit]
2. Token [Explicit]
3. Rotting [Explicit]
4. Clio [Explicit]
5. Passing The Torch [Explicit]
6. Surfacing [Explicit]
7. 17 Minutes [Explicit]
8. Truth In The Television [Explicit]
BRIEF REVIEW:
MAN I AM FAT AND HORNY. LAST TIME I TOOK ANOTHER BREATH OF SOMETHING MEMORABLE IT HAPPENED TO BE THIS BITCH PROSTITUTE'S QUEEF. IT JUST HAPPENED THAT SHE WAS DEAD BECAUSE I KILLED HER. I DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW DEAD PROSTITUTES CAN POSSIBLY STILL QUEEF WHEN YOU'VE BEEN STRANGLING THEM FOR THE PAST FOURTY EIGHT HOURS. I GUESS WE'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND THE BEAUTY OF PROSTITUTES BECAUSE THERE ARE NONE. BUT YES YOU ASSHOLES, WEBMASTER IS STILL ALIVE AND KICKIN' IT LIKE A VIRGIN KICKIN' IT TO PORNS. WHICH IN MANY CASES IT'S STILL WHAT I AM DOING AT THE HORRENDOUS AGE OF FIFTY SIX. IT'S BEEN A WHILE SINCE I'VE WENT TO SHOWS... TRY A FUCKING DECADE. WHICH IS WHY THIS SITE'S AS SLOW AS MY UNDERSTANDING OF THE PRESENT HARDCORE SCENE. I THINK I'M DYING OUT SOON. I AM GETTING SO OLD THAT EVERY FART I MAKE CONTAINS DUST PARTICLES FROM THE STONE AGE. SENIOR PALEONTOLOGISTS AND ANTHROPOLOGISTS DO LAB EXPERIMENTS ON THE EXCRETIONS THAT COME OUT OF MY VILE BOWEL ON A DAILY BASIS FOR NO PAY WHATSOEVER OTHER THAN A CAGE FOR A SHELTER AND DOG FOOD. I SHOULD APPLY FOR WELFARE BUT EVERYDAY THAT WALK INTO THAT OFFICE, THE SECURITY IN BIOHAZARD SUITS DRAG ME OUT DUE TO THE DEATH-DEFYING PISS-DRENCHED ODOUR I REEK OUT OF VARIOUS ORIFICES OF MY BODY. I CAN'T KEEP LIVING THIS WAY. I THINK I NEED TO ENTERTAIN THE THOUGHT OF DEATH. HELP ANYONE... PLEASE?
SO I DECIDED TO FORFEIT BREATHING IN "ANOTHER BREATH" FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE. BUT JUST AS THE LAST TIME I TRIED, MY FACE TURNED BLUE AND I GOT ABDUCTED BY THE SMURF KINGDOM AND THEY CHARGED ME FOR TREASON AND DEFAMATION TO THEIR COMMUNITY. MY PUNISHMENT WAS TO BE BEHEADED SO THEY CAN USE MY HEAD TO GIVE HEAD TO EVERY REPRESSED HOMOSEXUAL SMURF LIVING IN THEIR MIDGET CIVILIZATION. BUT MY FACE IS SO FUCKING UGLY NOBODY WANTS TO USE IT SO THEY BANISHED ME FROM THE KINGDOM WHILE I AM STILL ALIVE. I AM SO FUCKING USELESS I CAN'T EVEN DIE WHEN I WANT TO. SO I CALLED THE SUICIDE HELPLINE ASKING THEM TO KILL ME BUT ALL THAT GOT ME WAS THREE MONTHS OF SOLITARY CONFINEMENT IN A PSYCHIATRIC WARD WHERE I MADE FRIENDS WITH SOME 280 POUND RETARD NAMED BIG BO WHO THINKS HE'S AN ELEPHANT FROM NEVER-NEVERLAND. HE REALLY THINKS HE'S AN ELEPHANT, I SWEAR, BECAUSE ONE NIGHT WHEN I EXPOSED MY DICK TO HIM IN A PRIVATE INVITATION OF "FOUL PLAY", BIG-BO THE ELEPHANT ASKED ME HOW I AM ABLE TO BREATHE THROUGH THAT SMALL WRINKLY THING. SO I GOT FUCKING PISSED OFF AND TOOK A PISS ALL OVER HIS FACE, WHICH SUBSEQUENTLY THE SECURITY GUARDS IN BIOHAZARDOUS SUITS RAIDED MY CELL AND KICKED ME OUT AGAIN FOR SMELLING LIKE UNBEARABLE URINE. HOLY FUCKING SHIT MY LIFE IS A NEVER-ENDING DEJA-VU. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME!! HAVE YOU REALIZED NOTHING I WRITE IS EVER FUNNY? THAT'S OKAY BECAUSE THEY DRUGGED ME UP WITH SO MUCH LSD I CAN STARE AT YOUR FACE MELTING FOR AN HOUR AND STILL HAVE THE FUCKING TIME OF MY LIFE. THANK GOD FOR HALLUCINOGENS YOU FUCKING FAGGOTS.
IN ALL HONESTY I FIGURED I MIGHT AS WELL RELIVE SOME OF MY YOUTHFULNESS AND STAGE DIVE TO HARDCORE MUSIC LIKE I USED TO BACK THEN WHEN HARDCORE NEVER EXISTED GIVEN HOW FUCKING PATHETICALLY OLD I AM. SO I STAGE DOVE OFF MY BED INTO A TUB OF SHIT (I SHIT IN MY OWN BATHTUB BECAUSE MY TOILET ISN'T FUNCTIONING PROPERLY PER USUAL). BUT I ENDED UP DROWNING IN A TUB OF MY OWN DOO-DOO AND IT WAS THE MOST DELICIOUS THING EVER UNTIL THE PARAMEDICS RUSHED IN AND PULLED MY SORRY FACE OUT OF THE PRODUCE OF MY ASSHOLE. MAN THAT WAS THE SMELLIEST EXPERIENCE OF MY LIFE, BUT IT DID CLICK IN WELL WITH MY NASTY ASS SCAT FETISH. I SLEEP IN A PILE OF MY OWN SHIT ON A NIGHTLY BASIS BECAUSE IT GETS ME OFF. THAT'S RIGHT FAGGOTS. FIGHT ME.
HOLY FUCK THIS WEBSITE SUCKS