EPTYou make me happy, when skies are grey
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
..Please don't taaake, my sunshine...
away?..
I'm was theorizing before. Sais my friend, "to make money friend pwntrucci[sR], we have a raging need to make some shitty music that people will like."
Daddy's flown,, across te ocean.
Leaving just a, memory
THE snapshooot in ze, phamly alboum
daddy?
what else did you leave for me?
DADDY! WHAT DJA LEAVE BEHIND FOO' MEE??!!
I was thinking before. Shitty music from a few years back was shittly less shitty then the shitty music from nowadays.
Take for example that song there, I don't know the name but I HAAATAE IT, ARRGH
"You're soo beaaautiful giirl, that's whhhy it'l never work
you make me suiiiacaaadalll, soooassaaaadal" ....
Songs like this
^^^^^^
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Turn me into a crazy fucker that eats ACORN COVERED WAFFLEs
boooooya
NOOOW, take a shitty song from a few years back:
"I triiied so haaard, and got soo faaar, in DEE EEEND
IT MATTERS NOT EEEVEN TO MEEEE"
See, thats not so horrible. It's kinda catchy.
I guess what im seeing is that the shitty music a few years ago was aimed at 10 year olds that like totally cool extreme shit, and the shitty music nowadays is aimed at 13 year old girls that, yno, r liek toly geigh and tink they are cool and shit and talk loud and have cellphones, and etc and baaahhh lai' laaahma :D
BUT anyways, enough of my psyscho banana bablefish banterings. Let's have a serious conversation, you and I, teamliquid.net
Me: Hello teamliquid, how are you feeling tonight?
Teamliquid.net(henceforth called tl) Great man, just great.
Me: So, I heard you just came back from a big world tour,
how was that?
Tl: Oh just great man, just great, I mean, the fans were great, the staff was great, the venue was great, it was really great. There was one little problem though, the guy that was supposed to do the lights didn't show up, so we had to hire a team of mercenaries to hunt him down, cost a fortune and a half.
Me: Oh, sorry to hear that, so,, did they get him?
Tl: (laughs) Haha,,, yes.
Me: When you look at the sky, do you see reasonings and reasons and raisons and riesens? Where comes are you from,? why did you come? What's your name? Do you love me? Please tell me you love me, I'd hate to be unloved by you, you mean so much to me, you are my sunshine, my only...
Tl: Well, to answer your first question, when I was a boy I used to look at the sky, but a dick shaped cloud turned me on somewhat, and yeah, I mean put yourself in my shoes, that creeped me out y'no?
Me: (nods)
Tl:So yeah, therapy and all that aside, it really made me question my life, and why we're all here. But as for the rest of your questions, I'm really kinda confused, are you crazy? Are you on drugs? Are you gay? Are you suicidal?
Me: Hey, I'm the one asking the questions here
(both laugh)
Me: So tell me, how is your relation with the world famous maria sharapova?
Tl: I'm running from worms man, they are chasing me and I'm running, that's all I gotta say about that.
Me: What do you mean.
Tl: JUST WAKE UP YOU CRAZY FUCKER, CAN'T YOU SEE YOU'RE GOING FUCKIN' CRAZY!& WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH YOU JESUS CHRIST!?
(the room gets filled with vicious looking worms)
Me: ... Wha, what the
Tl: SHIT, they must have followed the scent of my perfume, I knew I should cover myself in shit before going in public.
Me: Wouldn't the follow the scent of the shit as well?
Tl: Brszzh, buzz, KSSH, EAAAAAH, lOOK OUT!, THEY HAVE ME CONTROLLEd, I'VE BEEN TRAPPED FOR MONTHS--
Me: (wipes nose) Sorry what was that? I just sneezed
Tl: DAZEDLOOOOK, nothing, nothing
So, do you have any fan questions for me?Me: ? Oh, that's right I nearly forgot. Let's see (reaches in a bag filled with letters)
Ahem, Pwntrucci[rS] from quebec canada writes: DO YOU LOOVE Me??
Tl: Well, Pwntrucci[rS], who I assume is not to be confused with my good friend Pwntrucci[sR], I can't really answer that question. Of course I dearly love all my fans and their moneys, but on a personal level? They tend to be crazy douchebags and I wouldn't go near them even fully dressed in anti-riot equipment. Next letter?
Me: A fellow called "God" from a place called "Yeengle-shnerperwerperl" writes: Knock Knock, wHo's there, God, God Who?, Goddamit, I just stepped in a bear trap.
Tl: Hi, you. Yes YOU. The person reading. That could be, Rekrul, Thedeadhajii, FuddX, any Tl reader, I am Talking to YOU! I am personally Adressing YOU! Listen very closely. I will personally Hunt you down and murder you. I fucking mean it, resistance is futile, your death is only a matter of time, I have very powerful friends, with their help, it's the end man. The end.
Me: Craaazy, over the rainbow I am craazy, bars in the window
Tl: THere must have been a door There! In the wall!
both: When we caaaame iiiiiin!!
Note
wntrucci[sR] Will not "personally Hunt you down and murder you." Teamliquid.net Will Not "personally Hunt you down and murder you" Teamliquid.net and Pwntrucci[sR] Love you, please be careful at night.
