... I'm making a copy pasta bulletin

Since they seem to be all the rage these days and being a sheep is easy, all I can really say is...

"Baaaaaaah... nigga."

As all sheep do. But here's the question... will I get banned for posting nigga?

Time will tell.

Basically I'm just sitting here with a can of coke and 3 assignments to finish by tomorrow, so I thought the best way to spend what precious time I have left writing a blog.

New in the world? Well, if you don't know by now I went to see Slipknot last sunday, and I've been left with more bruises than an old lady trying to get to the checkout at the woolworths sale where the only other ones going are ninjas and DICKHEADS... without any shoes... that being 3, if you can picture it.

What else... ah yes, whilst on the subject of music... a certain myspace band has decided to release more music which goes against the morals of todays society and continues to sound like the sonic recreation of people picking their noses and scratching their arse at the same time... then swapping hands. Infact they might aswell be banging teacups together whilst plucking at a piece of string when the whole way through singing through your aunties slippers made out of pure BAD FUCKING VOCALS. All that whilst attempting to be funny. Almost as funny as "A man walks into a bar... ouch" or "Knock Knock... who's there? Aren't you glad I didn't say banana?" (Knox FTW)

Watch out guys... I have moar trolling to do. I must also say that if I can get a whole day without a band posting a bulletin then I'll happily return to living in a joyful world where everything is made out of rainbows and breasts where the music that the particular "band" (Which I use loosely) makes BETTER THAN BAD FUCKING VOCALS but still pretty shit to be honest.

It's like they've either

A. Got no lives and all they do is post bulletins

or

B. Hired a chinese sweatshop filled with people who have no lives and all they do is post bulletins.

COPY PASTA BULLETINS ARE DISTASTEFUL! To me. (Irony huh?)

Ok, so you've told us that you're going to be playing at some dead end bar on the north side of Noonegivesadamn. That's fine, but you don't have to constantly remind us every 5 minutes as if we were fish born in the depths of the ocean of stupidity.

STOP! Hammer time..

Enjoy the mental image, to those who will appreciate it.

More things to moan about soon. Ta ta.

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