To all these fucking corporate punks; You are not punk rock. You have never been punk rock. You’re a bunch of traitors. Punk rockers should rise up and hang you. They should fucking kill you. You guys are piranhas, you’re fucking cancer. You’re fucking business men. You’re fucking ripping people off. You’re pushing shit products down peoples’ throats. You’re no fucking salvation; you’re just a finger in a dike. You’re nothing, you’re fucking bullshit. Fuck you guys. Clothing lines, photography, movies…. What next? Are you gonna start putting out pinball machines? You’re fucking capitalist fucks. Fuck you. You’re a bunch of fucking assholes.................................................... ............I wanna meet pretty much anyone, who's worth meeting, especially punk parents and punks in general as long as they have couple of brain cells in their head