yep....
#15
Re: yep....
Originally Posted by Tough-guy
Oh yeah, deeper than the Atlanic trench system with a fault line. Very enlightening. Eat it.
#16
Re: yep....
Originally Posted by Joseph Davis
What does your white half listen to, anyway? Barry Manilow?
I like mudvayne as much as the next guy but I wouldn't peg it as "deep" by any stretch of the imagination.
Gwar
Rage
Megadeath
Pantera
Metalica
A bunch of other ---- I can't think of right now but those are some to name a few in that genre.
Originally Posted by Hitchhikkr
The fact that you own and/or otherwise endorse DSM's invalidates your arguement. Get bent Tough-gay.
Oh, and DSM's punnish all.
OK
#17
Re: yep....
Where exactly in my post did you see anything resembling the concept of "deep" I said mindless.
A bunch of ******** who can play 3 powerchords and growl into a microphone, without the necessity for coherence, is ------- mindless. It means nothing, and accounts for nothing. Therefore it has no purpose.
My SN refers to the fact that early on, my turbo cars broke, alot. Spent alot of time on the side of the road. Guess what kind of cars those where?
DSM failures. I owned three and then decided my life meant more than spending all my time fixing transmissions. ---- those pieces of ----.
As I said before, Die in a Fire.
A bunch of ******** who can play 3 powerchords and growl into a microphone, without the necessity for coherence, is ------- mindless. It means nothing, and accounts for nothing. Therefore it has no purpose.
My SN refers to the fact that early on, my turbo cars broke, alot. Spent alot of time on the side of the road. Guess what kind of cars those where?
DSM failures. I owned three and then decided my life meant more than spending all my time fixing transmissions. ---- those pieces of ----.
As I said before, Die in a Fire.
#18
Re: yep....
Originally Posted by Hitchhikkr
Where exactly in my post did you see anything resembling the concept of "deep" I said mindless.
A bunch of ******** who can play 3 powerchords and growl into a microphone, without the necessity for coherence, is ------- mindless. It means nothing, and accounts for nothing. Therefore it has no purpose.
My SN refers to the fact that early on, my turbo cars broke, alot. Spent alot of time on the side of the road. Guess what kind of cars those where?
DSM failures. I owned three and then decided my life meant more than spending all my time fixing transmissions. ---- those pieces of ----.
As I said before, Die in a Fire.
A bunch of ******** who can play 3 powerchords and growl into a microphone, without the necessity for coherence, is ------- mindless. It means nothing, and accounts for nothing. Therefore it has no purpose.
My SN refers to the fact that early on, my turbo cars broke, alot. Spent alot of time on the side of the road. Guess what kind of cars those where?
DSM failures. I owned three and then decided my life meant more than spending all my time fixing transmissions. ---- those pieces of ----.
As I said before, Die in a Fire.
You replied with "iced earth"
Reading + comprehension = Fun times to be had by all on internet chat forums.
#19
Re: yep....
Originally Posted by Hitchhikkr
Where exactly in my post did you see anything resembling the concept of "deep" I said mindless.
A bunch of ******** who can play 3 powerchords and growl into a microphone, without the necessity for coherence, is ------- mindless. It means nothing, and accounts for nothing. Therefore it has no purpose.
My SN refers to the fact that early on, my turbo cars broke, alot. Spent alot of time on the side of the road. Guess what kind of cars those where?
DSM failures. I owned three and then decided my life meant more than spending all my time fixing transmissions. ---- those pieces of ----.
As I said before, Die in a Fire.
A bunch of ******** who can play 3 powerchords and growl into a microphone, without the necessity for coherence, is ------- mindless. It means nothing, and accounts for nothing. Therefore it has no purpose.
My SN refers to the fact that early on, my turbo cars broke, alot. Spent alot of time on the side of the road. Guess what kind of cars those where?
DSM failures. I owned three and then decided my life meant more than spending all my time fixing transmissions. ---- those pieces of ----.
As I said before, Die in a Fire.