|
Exclusive Theatre and
Concert Tickets are always at TickCo.com. Purchase All Major Sports Tickets including, MLB, NHL, NBA, and NFL Football Tickets for All Teams at TicketsNow Concert Ticket Brokers Vivid Seats, has a wide variety of Justin
Timberlake Concert Tickets, The Killers Tickets, Tickets
to a Josh Groban Concert and The Police Tickets.
|
by Kenton DeAngeli
Shit, dude, have you heard the new album from Anthrax? It rocks so hard that upon my first hearing of it, I couldn't help but cry. And masturbate, at the same time, because it is the most beautiful thing I have ever heard. Stomp 442 is even better than my former all-time favorite Among the Living. That album was only so sweet that I puked when hearing it. But this new album? My couch is covered with tears. And semen...and a little blood. I've been listening to that album a lot lately.
When I first put in the new album in my CD-player at top volume and those words "Prepare for the ultimate sacrifice' blasted down my block, I thought my eardrums had burst, but it was only because they could not stand the utter sweetness of the sound. It's like how you go blind if you look at god.
God, this band is so sweet. This new album totally rocks. My favorite song is called 'Grunt and Click' and it's got the most insane solo. Dude, this shit is tight.
Oh,
Sweet Jesus Christ Almighty, My Lungs Burn With the Fires of A Thousand
Suns
by
Samuel Donaldson
Oh, God, I haven't drawn a breath in two days that has not felt like liquid fire is being forced into my lungs through a tube with giant metal spikes on it. I have been lying on my floor in the fetal position and the dry, hacking cough that has racked my weak and emaciated form has caused rivulets of blood to stream down my pus-filled throat, making every breath a shuddering effort which I posses less and less strength to make as time crawls by. Inhaling anthrax was the worst idea I have ever had.
Do you know what time it is? Can you call for help? Please, I beg you, do not leave me here lying on the floor! The only possible way for me to survive is an amputation of both my lungs and frequent, massive doses of an antibiotic such as tetracycline. Oh, God, I can feel it producing at an extremely rapid pace in the fertile gardens of my lungs. Oh, the pain! I feel as if my lungs are bathing in a 1.0 molarity solution of hydrochloric acid! Please, I am going into severe shock. Call a doctor! Please, don't leave me here! Don't go! -cough-
Email This Story | Comment On This Article | Back To Archives
Copyright 2000-2006, The Enduring Vision. All rights reserved. Please read our Disclaimer page before you're offended by anything posted here. If you steal anything from this site, we'll hunt you down like the animal that you are.