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Raymond Pissed

About Me

I enjoy making fun of people a lot less fortunate than me. Luckily, this encompasses most of the world. I am the world's greatest Rock Musician Ever and have recorded such amazing, chart shattering hits as, "Trash-baby", "Midnight At The Ronald McDonald House", "The Earth is My Toilet", "Ho, Ho, Homeless for the Holidays" and "Pro-Date Rape." Anything I lay my golden pipes to turns to gold. I rock with the strength of ten normal men, or 100 homosexuals.

My Interests

Me. Coke. Booze. Abuse. Making myself feel like a big man. Cause I am. Riding around in my limo eating steak while you and your family go through my garbage for something to eat. Assertive sex. Other's misery.

I'd like to meet:

People with the free coke. Loose women who won't get all clingy when they get knocked up. Young girls who don't know anybetter. The poor-- cause they make me laugh. Shrewd business men. I'm currently trying to track down my old guitarist Shredwith Cockout-- I made him take the fall for an assault charge for me on the last world tour.

Music:

Raymond Pissed

Movies:

Porn where they make junkies do terrible things just cause they can.

Television:

Exposes on crooked nursing homes where they beat the old people. Badly.

Books:

I, Raymond: The Autobiography of the Truest American Hero;And Tesla Had a Vision: The Creation of Audio Recording for the Future Vision of Raymond Pissed.

Heroes:

Raymond Pissed.

My Blog

That Makes You Gay.

Well-- Some people seem unclear on the idea of gayness and how one catches it. Here is a partial list of things that do, in fact, make you gay: Giving CPR to a dude Hugging your dad Crying An...
Posted by Raymond Pissed on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Ask Raymond.

Every so often, as I sit by my fireplace, watching welfare checks I've stolen from inner-city mailboxes burning, having a snifter of the finest shine, my colored man-servent comes in with some paticul...
Posted by Raymond Pissed on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Ho-Ho-Homless for the Holidays lyrics

HOmeless for the holidays? I think it's a riot! Hunger not pacifiers keeping your kids quiet. The bank for-closed you got left by your man! Now your Christmas dinner is from my garbage can. ...
Posted by Raymond Pissed on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

What's with all the classless broads?

Seriously, now honey-- Raymond Pissed takes you out to an evening of fine automobiles and strong drink and when we get to McDonalds and you Super-size the Value Meal, Ol' Ray knows what he's in for...
Posted by Raymond Pissed on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Trash-Baby Lyrics

Dad beat his heels After shooting his load a dumb, knocked up slut mom was all alone She knew she'd have to face to music soon or later so she made my garbage can your incubater Chorus: O...
Posted by Raymond Pissed on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

If You Want To Believe The Common Rabble...

You know... It's been said that Ramond Pissed is a cruel man. A heartless man. A ruthless man. A man so consumed with sex, money, sleaze, drugs, booze and steak that he has forgotten all a...
Posted by Raymond Pissed on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST