The Darkness - Knockers
It sucks that these British glam rockers never came to America to support their second album, One Way Ticket To Hell… And Back. Justin Hawkins rode a giant, fake (obviously) set of tits that pulled him high above the stage during this number.
‘Tis a shame, really.
Angela, my roommate, on the first episode of Eastbound & Down:
Not even entertaining in the slightest to make up for it’s offensiveness.
Ha!
Women.
You know, the one that’s always listening to the hottest and freshest artists on your Zune and/or the one who’s always spending his free time creating the most perfect mixtapes. Yeah, that guy. Well listen. That’s great and all when it comes down to you sharing your latest ‘finds’ with your backwood, hicksville friends, but that shit is extremely annoying on Tumblr.
If you have a page that instantly starts playing music, I’m all for a Chinese death squad to pull up in their killing van and drag you away for an immediate execution. I’d go for a public one, but the crazy liberals that run this country probably wouldn’t allow for that to happen.
Favorite Show.
Looks like my dashboard everytime an insipid inspirational quote gets reblogged.
Bob Log III - Make You Say Wow!
This one man band from Arizona is the only thing you need to celebrate Independence Day. I had another song from this guy posted earlier, but I’m feeling this one a little bit more. You cannot go wrong with lines like:
I’m gonna come on down there, tell you what is what
Whisper all my secrets, to your big ass butt!
Click on the links below and blow some shit up for Bob Log III today.
I can vouch for this.
And I’ll also share that I like to text people about how much I love them at 2 am.
I can also vouch for your behavior as well. We should get together soon and see what happens at two am when we’re side by side.
