Mr. President, we must not allow a black hole gap!

(I don’t recommend doing Neave Strobe right before a meeting…)

See, told ya’!  I guess I have to side with SPAM here, we need a new term for spam, I say we go with “Bullshit fake ass e-mails”

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Why do bands even pretend that the “last song” is really the last song? I have been to a number of concerts and just about every band will say the same thing, “This is our last song. Thanks for coming. Goodnight.”

They finish their jam and start running off stage. I don’t know, maybe someone in the band is feeling saucy and decides to throw a bottle of water into the crowd. Not a full water bottle…not an empty water bottle…but just enough for a few people to get wet.

Holy cow shit!! Did the drummer just throw his sticks into the crowd??

Guess what dumb teenager…that drummer will probably be working retail, dead or driving a truck by the time you go to college.

Anyways…Then the lights don’t turn on and no one leaves. The band comes back and will probably play something off of their first album and then some cover or some other bullshit.

When you say a show is over, how bout it be over. If you really want to nail out two more songs, then fucking play the two songs without the first dramatic exit.

We won’t hold it against you.

i always thought madd was a solid, good intentioned, advocacy group. plus they always hand out rad pens and stress balls at any college or high school event. however, my opinion has now changed, check out this bullshit:

MADD feels that “The combination of a roadway and advertising for any kind of a beer doesn’t make any kind of sense.”  [Source: Autoblog]

let’s say you are from a small town in ohio with a micro brew that names a beer after the exit number for your town. the exit number for you town is 81-A. you move to washington state, and are shopping in a whole foods. you see a label that says 81-Ale over a background image of the state of ohio. why wouldn’t you buy the beer? maybe you were beat up in high school, idk.

another example. in the metro dc area there is a micro brew named capital city. my favorite beer at capital city is “pale rider ale” and the motto for the beer is “hell on wheels.”  i think that is about 10x worse than the jersey turnpike brew mentioned in the autoblog article cited earlier.  AND! it’s also a mega tasty beer.

basically, if the branding and motto didn’t help sell the beer, then the name of the beer would of obviously been changed by now.

so MADD, a combination of a roadway (even driving) and advertising sell beer, and a business selling a product makes sense.

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June of 2007, the year the Commander of my Cyborg Assault Unit realized his destiny.  I will refer to him as Commander Heavy-S hence forth, so remember it as he may very well be your Regional Overlord one day.  Whilst taking a long deserved Vacation from his job of lifting weighty rocks in Sweeden, Heavy-S was accosted by an assassin who tried to Deactive him.  In an amazing feat of martial prowess, Heavy-S seizerd the man by the head and began to deal with the psychopath as any good machine does.  By smashing the shit out of the guy.  The assassin claims he was there to “Do maintenance” on Heavy-S and failed to completely shut down the unit, but I think we all know what really meant by “maintenance” and “shut down”.  Just ask Johnny 5, the defense attorney for Heavy-S stated “The Sweedish have long held a deepseated hatred of all things robotic.  This is just another case of the anti-robot sentiments that plague the Sweedish court system”.  That statement was give shortly after the injured man’s lawsuit against Heavy’s employer awarded the man 25K Kronar.  It was the betrayl of his native country that lead Heavy-S to seek an organization that would allow him to protect the robot agenda.  Which is now why Commander Heavy-S heads my CAU.  The fact of the matter is, once a robot has tasted human blood he craves it.  I’m simply trying to give Heavy an outlet for pain.  Have you told your toaster you love it today?