Some of you know I have possession of Andy's tapes with his drumming on it. Some of it is him solo, some Designed To Be Buried, some SDS, and even a tape of Asylum. I've started converting them to MP3 format and soon as I get them all copied over and cleaned up I'll post a link, torrent, or even just snail mail those fuckers out. I have about 25 minutes up on the internet of Designed stuff at http://rapidshare.com/files/61958996/tape_one_-_designed.mp3.html

The sound quality of course isn't great, and other than Zombie War March, all of it was made up on the spot. But fuck it, it's Andy's fucking drumming and it will kill your pets and make you cooler than Bono just by listening to it.

First off. Fuck you to Amanda's neighbors who call in the smallest thing to the cops. Second off, nice try officer. Im not drunk, but its fun that you follow me so closely, and illegally I might add. I was waiting for you to pull me over so I can yet again show you my drivers license and wait for you to try and trump up a bullshit ticket. I know it's nearing the end of the month and you have a quota to fill. But try doing something useful, like tripping a semi with your neck.

If you were there then you know what I mean. Drama, retards, drinking, cops. We had and did it all. If you werent there, then you missed out and you aren't one of the cool kids. 

Looking for new or slightly used Mr. Fusion Home Reactor. I only need the reactor itself, and not the kit. Also looking for Delorean parts. No Korean knockoffs that you see on eBay either, I need the real thing. 

I've had two 250 GB harddrives fucking die on me in two weeks. That's what I get for cheaping out and getting used ones out of goddamn Tivo knockoffs from woot.com. Not that woot sucks, they fucken rule. So now I had to buy a brand new big bad ass 320 GB that shall be filled with ascii pornography. Text based porno is coming back in a big way.

So right now Im using a Ubuntu live cd as my operating system. Im glad to have a functioning computer, but I miss my windows. And my varied pornography. I have no idea how to access the one good drive left in my system, and that leaves me limp and sad.

I have some wierd conversations. Usually with myself (among other solo acts) but occasionally I find an unfortunate someone to converse with. Case in point:

Unclean says:
so are you going to go around doing 18 year old things? buying smokes, porn, and lottery tickets?
ashley says:
eh, porn maybe. haha. no gambling or cancer sticks for me though.
Unclean says:
haha cool.
Unclean says:
what kind of porn? fetish stuff? or a good 'ol fashioned copy of Juggs?
Unclean says:
hahahaha
ashley says:
haha a nice hearty mix lol.
Unclean says:
variety is the spice of life.
Unclean says:
"sometimes, but not often, I like the idea of a woman with a horse"
Unclean says:
from chasing amy.
ashley says:
lol, or maybe just your personal opinion scottty? eh? eh?
Unclean says:
well......
Unclean says:
I prefer one of those shetland ponies. theyre perty.

Yeah. Im a fucked up individual. But it gets worse. Much worse.


ashley says:
aw, that would be cute. it could appeal to children as well.
Unclean says:
a chick dressed like a clown, at some kids birthday party with a pony. then BAM! off comes the clothes and cue the action.
Unclean says:
one hell of a porno alright.
Unclean says:
and market it to kids!
Unclean says:
pornzo the clown's naughty fun hour!
ashley says:
its got a ring to it! yes sir.

If I didn't have it before, I just earned my backstage pass to hell. And you're all invited.