headline: mustardstaine poser finds god.
...and i just found the remote, see ya. click.
news flash: i just read on wikipedia, dave mustaine, after being raised as a jehovah's witness (what did they witness, the loss of logik?), is now a born again christian. what idiot, especially a metalhead, what idiot could pick up a bible, after fifty years of life, and think 'wow, that changed my life'. how dumb do you have to be to not see thru their shyt. i know dave is a total actor and poser, and doesn't have a true self to admit to, but did he have to go that far to prove it. i'm not blind, i can pick up a bible, read the first sentence, and think, 'oh, that's a load of horseshyt'. am i the only one who's immune to that phuking book of lies. like getting sucked into a black hole, or getting picked up by a worm on a hook. i guess it's because i'd rather have shrimp than worms, so i'll pass. that's not all i have ranted about, about mustardstaine, he also hates mexicans and fags. typikal christian, i guess; racist, homophobik, and violently in denial. maybe it should have been obvious. what a phuking tool. he's an actor, a fake, a phony panzy pussy poser pantywearing prick, and the worst embarrassment to metal. he's down there with korn and limp bizkit, living like cockroaches, and feeding on korn and limp bizkits, and dying a horrible megadeth sometime soon, so stay tooned. and can someone educate me on something, when did we lose our creativity, and start naming our metal bands after food. that's just as bad as a rapper idiot naming himself after a candy. he'll rot your teeth, and your brain!
and i think mustardstaine is conphuzed and hiding in a very dark closette. someone needs to get him and tom cruise out of there before they say something else stewpid. stoopid. styoupid. dumb duh dum dum dumb!
he's a metallika wannabe. that's all he is. what more do you need to know. he spent his whole life trying to get back in the band, or get revenge, or whatever the phuk he's thinking. i once knew another metallika wannabe. a little redheaded stepchild named james. a spoiled whiny little bitch with too many lessons and no talent. three months worth of red hair, and none on his balls yet. fresh out of the crib. wet behind the fears, and in other places his panties don't want to know about. he got arrested for abusing his tampon. she had one black eye, one pink eye, and sued his ass. and who the phuk would want to aspire to be metallika anyway. are we really that immature. what a colossal failure they are. if your standards are that low, just shoot yourself. there's one simple rule. they only way you can get more, when you've already got everything, is to sell your soul. they had it all. and they wanted more. they got greedy. so they lost everything. and they'll never get it back. when you sign the soulselling contract, there's no guarantee you're not being lied to. the only guarantee you have, is that your ass will pheel sore afterward. don't sign anything, and don't believe anyone else's words, especially from a book with gold lettering. it's a shiny little scam. and definitely don't listen to mustardstaine, or anyone named 'lars'. it's danish for 'scumfag'. or maybe an anagram, who knows. i bet kirk knows. and 'mustaine' is spanish for 'poser'. you know, instead of lars 'acting' like he married kirk, i think he really married mustardstaine. what a bunch of fags. (no offense to gay people, watch south park). i named my last turd 'bono', i'm going to name my next turd 'lars'. just protect your cornhole, kids.
here's a quote from a wannabe comedian acting like a rockstar...
go sue napster, you danish twat!
and for anyone who 'finds god'.
god is lost, and you're a lost cause.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
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