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Nobody reads these things anymore, because people feel the need to fill their profile up with a bunch of bullshit and lies, and subliminal threats. For instance, no scene bitch is going to tell me "fuck off you stupid cunt!" to my face. In reality you are just an insecure little girl hiding behind her millions of layers of clothes and poufed up hair. Please, file a lawsuit because I put [VIP] at the end of my Myspace name. Newsflash to anyone who does this: Vanity is the greatest form of imperfection and it pours out of your ridiculous make-up covered faces and fake eyelashes. Let's get one thing straight, your NOT a big deal, you don't have 7590 friends, and we don't want to comment your fucking pictures and whore you, most important of all you can stick your VIP and Death Trains up your asses. If you feel the need to whore someone, rather than posting bulletins about "[VIP][Douchebag Nicky Loves Twinkies][DGAF]," how about promoting a band or two? I think they need more adds than Nicky. Girls, put some pants on, because your booty shorts are what get you stupid bitches raped. If you feel the need to be a cocktease, I assure you Los Angeles and Hollywood needs some more whores to work the corners. With that said, let's fulfill the main purpose of the "about me" section. The Arts have been lost to anyone that has ever taken a picture in their life and claims to be a photographer, anyone who's ever put down a band and never picked an instrument, anyone who's drawn a picture...on photoshop. Let's be realistic.
I despise those of you who claim to be Schizophrenic with your lame poetry, or mentally disturbed just because you draw guns and weapons. [ha, no pun intended.] Human emotions and issues aren't supposed to be a trend, so stop offending people or making a huge deal out of something you never experienced or know nothing about.
Let's begin. I'm Andy Jay, I play drums in a band called On the Marquee. They're my second family. Sometimes my first. If you feel the need to talk shit about anyone of them, please let me know. I'll take a bullet for these girls, actually I take that back. Machine gun fire is more suitable. Click this banner and check us out please.
I skate, surf, snowboard, wakeboard, kneeboard, skimboard. Pretty much anything that end's with board I probably do. Minus shuffleboard. That's for 70 year old people in khaki shorts and cute golf vests.
Yes, music is a big part of my life. You want to know the bands I listen to? Ask. I feel the need to not list every band I listen to on this page and get judged right away.
I like to read, therefore I might be slightly more intelligent than most of you and my grammar is prestige indeed. Lets break the stereotype of reading. No, I don't read 600 page novels about all the different types of fungi and herb in Czechoslovakia. Why? Because it doesn't exist anymore.
I don't watch much T.V. anymore. I simply do not have the time nor do I care about increasing the radiation waves to my eyes and going blind in an earlier stage of my life. Megan almost took care of that for me. Think of that movie The Christmas Story and that's basically the gist of what happened to me. But she is forgiven because of the fact that she is Megan. Enough said.
There's two types of people I hate the most in this world, and unfortunately we need the stupid bastards. I stand uncorrected when I say the majority of them are the filthiest trashiest things in this world.
1. Doctors.
2. Lawyers.
Ownage tally:
Megan: 7
Andy Jay: 7
Kim: -75
Oh, by the way bitch, I hit faggots at shows.
Here I am, Getting older all the time, Looking older all the time, Feeling younger in my mind.
