wow. some kids need a reality check. uniting against emo? are you fucking kidding me? let's crucify Chris Carrabba and Bert McCracken because they don't sing about dragons, the devil, and skateboarding
Huh. So (in America) it is a "hate crime" to go out looking for people to beat up because they are gay or black. Can one have a hate crime against emos?
Infact, the purge pretty much validates their world view. Those Mexican metal heads are doing them a service!
Man, this has the potential to be a funnier sketch than anything that has been on SNL in decades. This could be as funny as anything Monty Python did.
Is anyone else having a hard time contemplating Mexican punks, or Mexican metal heards or Mexican goths?
No, because Emo hate is entirely understandable. Same principle as Mimes. Mimes have more societal value, however, since a mime is potentially a fun addition to a party.
Muad Dib disagrees: Nobody should sing about skateboarding. Oh, and payback negrep. seriously? you? wow :repwhine:
if anything we should purge the world of those useless metal-heads. seriously, who sings about fire, dragons, and the devil? IMO emo > metal
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh goodness, that's rich. Good times. But seriously, emo is the height of self-indulgent faggotry. An upper middle class white kid fad characterized by whinny music, open weeping, cutting, pretentious photography and bisexuality. The ultimate lose.
If either The Boy, The Girl, or The Upcoming Child becomes Emo, they can live in the fucking barn until they knock that shit off.
Son, we live in a world that has music, and those music has to be sung by men with balls. Whose gonna do it? You? You, Jimmy Eat World? I have more responsibility here than you could possibly fathom. You weep for Emo kids getting their ass stomped by Mexicans, and you curse the Ace of Spades. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know. That an Emo kid's assbeating, while tragic, probably saved Rock. And that my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves Rock. I know deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you don't want me on that stage, you need me on that stage. We use words like awesome, bitchin', metal. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very rockI provide, then question the manner in which I provide it. I prefer you said thank you, and went on your way, Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a guitar, and blow some walls down. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you are entitled to.
Q: Who would win a wrestling match? Lemmy? Or God? A: Trick question. Lemmy IS God. Rep for anyone who knows what movie that's from.