I've met God across his long walnut desk with his diplomas hanging on the wall behind him, and God asks me, "Why?" Why did I cause so much pain? Didn't I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness? Can't I see how we're all manifestations of love? I look at God behind his desk, taking notes on a pad, but God's got this all wrong. We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens. And God says, "No, that's not right." Yeah. Well. Whatever. You can't teach God anything.
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Tiger Army, Stray Cats, H2O, Sick of it all, Misfits, horrorpops, nekromantics, Champion, Rancid, SD, Dropkick murphys, Elvis, and alot of old music and rockabilly!!! ummhmm don't forget it.
The Lost Boys,American History X, 300, 1408, and so on
Family guy, robot chicken, and annnnnd aqua teen!!!!
Dracula and I hate to read inless it's something I care about like art and cash, money ,hoes!!
All my friends!!! the few that havent got away.