When Danny Hatefuck traded in his 666 hole steel toe oxblood Doc Martens for a pair of all black New Balance 577 walking shoes, the bar was raised to a new level of punk rock!
In 1994 the Business played the Henderson Elks lodge, the singer Micky Fitz wore no shoes, no shirt, & just white sweat pants… fuck, it took me almost 20 years to realize how punk of a statement that was…
I find it more “punk” to dress frumpy, than that punk as fuck shit!
if you get the chance listen to the God’s America 7” without pants on, I did it & enjoyed it
I am sure this cartoon will not get me in to MENSA International… but it doesn’t take a high IQ to figure out that homophobes are assholes
By the way fuck Maximum Rock n Roll for canning Mykel Board!
I have good news & bad news! The good news, I got a new job & surprisingly it’s a good one! The bad news, I now look like someone that watches Fox News!
Since we are on the subject of biting…
Several years ago when I lived in Sacramento some Nazi Skinhead picked a fight with me, before he could let off his first punch I wrapped my hands around his throat & proceeded to squeeze, I was blinded with rage & filled with adrenalin, so his feeble attempts to hit me did nothing. His short portly friend then started to panic & proceeded to bite my forearm. I was no stranger to street fights, so I started choking Skinhead #1 even harder. Luckily for these two dipshits, a cop showed up because once the first skinhead was unconscious or dead, I was planning on doing the same thing to the second one. To the Skinheads credit I was completely covered in blood & the next day I felt like a truck ran me over.
I only bring up this story in the slight chance the portly skinhead is reading this. So if he is, be warned… you now have ethnic blood running through your veins. You are no longer pure Aryan! My darkie blood cells will multiply faster in your system than my people do & you know how my people are, they like to fuck without condoms and have babies they can’t afford. Welcome to the mud race, mother fucker! I hope you like eating seeni sambol & curry with a lot of coconut milk in it.
I like that some senior citizens are stubborn know it all assholes, because quite often when I am walking Ottie I get to have this exchange with them.
Old duffer - oh, what a cute dog! Can I pet him?
Me - I’m sorry, but you can’t, he is very protective of me & he will try to bite you.
Old duffer - well, he looks happy, he is wagging his tale.
At this point the old duffer disregards my warning & attempts to pet Ottie & just as I warned he tries to bite them. The old duffer then jumps back & instead of apologizing, shoots me a dirty look, & says, “what a nasty little dog!”
Now I become pissed off & I contemplate biting the old duffer for talking shit about my best friend.