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A message for those damned emo kids... [17 Jan 2004|01:08pm]
[ mood | crazy ]
[ music | Wesley Willis - Suck My Dog's Dick ]

Lick a camel's ass
Lick a moose's dick
Suck my doggy's cock
Suck a honey badger's ass

Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick

Suck a racehorse's bootyhole
Suck a snow leopard's ass
Suck a constipated goat's dick
Suck my doberman pincher's cock

Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick

Suck a cliffspringer's dick
Suck a llama's balls
Suck a jackass's dick
Suck a buffalo's ass, fucking jerk!

Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick

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I'm going to do something... important... [11 Jan 2004|06:13pm]
[ mood | accomplished ]
[ music | When the Fresh Rain Melts - My Passing Glance ]

I think I'll start my own emo band and call it something stupid. Something like "Tomorrow's Aftershave" or "Tuesday's Remorse." I could also name it something lengthy, such as, "Leaving the Yesterdays on Tomorrow's Doorstep" thereby leaving people to refer to the band using an abbreviated name like "LxYxTxDx"

I could also try to sound intellectual and call it something mathematic or literary, like "Pythagorean Theorum plus 1" or "Orwell's Future..." After all, you can't go wrong with names that sound like you are sighing when you say them. That's where our friend the ellipsis comes in handy. It will make it seem as though the writer was going to say something more, perhaps less, than what they have thus far.

That's a very emotional thing for a person to have to do, you know. It really takes alot of thought and emotion to pause in thought for a moment, only to continue with something out of context. I know I get very emotional when I read something like this:

why don't i just stop calling you
don't i have anything better to do...
the thoughts of last september keep calling my name
but i'm still wating... for the last respite


Or, maybe I could exploit the fact that I'm straight edge and start wearing a bandana around my face when I go to shows. That way all the other fans will know not to smoke around me, because they don't want to seem disrespectful. After all, anybody at an emo show would be totally understanding and sincerely concerned not only for their own health, but that of the other fans. This is the backbone of the scene, the mutual respect and concern. We're all in this together, after all, and none of us wants to get beat up by the rowdy skins in the pit. Of course, if somebody does do something that hurts my feelings or makes me feel uncomfortable, I can come home and write some killer new tunes for our next album "roses are red, violets are..."

Notice that, for the above album title, I utilized the two facets of emo grammar most commonly seen together. Firstly, I used all lowercase letters to convey my instability and uncertainty in the future to the reader/listener. Then, soon thereafter, I inserted the all important ellipsis. This is to let my audience know that if they listen to the CD and read the liner notes in conjunction with deep thought and meditation, they will be further enlightened in the matters of my life. This, in all likelihood, will motivate my friends to purchase sweaters, 80s T-shirts, and jeans that are too long for them. This will help them feel more comfortable with themselves, allowing them to open up and get more emotional.

Heretofore, it has been a common misconception that a person who is emo is not able to, under normal circumstances, associate with blue collar punks. Research has shown, however, that although the two groups have their differences and in general are disdainful of one another, that there is one common idealogical thread. In a survey of 25 punks and 25 emos, all 50 subjects answered affirmatively when asked if they wanted emos to die. These studies are helping to bridge the gap between punks and emos, with the primary building supply being the dead emos themselves.

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An "emo" song I wrote whilst idling at work. [11 Jan 2004|04:13pm]
[ mood | sullen...woe is my emo heart ]
[ music | Refused - Tannh?user / Deriv? ]

This is called "Emo waah waah"

poor me, look at all these tears i'm crying
my cd player's broken and i lost my favorite pair of jeans
and without those two possessions there is nothing here for me
my girflriend gave me back the promise ring from our date at chuck e cheese

i'm so lost in my grief, who gives a damn about brushing my teeth
or let alone my hair, no one cares no one cares
i'm so lost in my pain, what from my misery will you gain?
leave me alone cuz i don't care i don't care

poor me, i've got nothing left to live for
my car doesn't go real fast and i've lost my new nose ring
and without these simple pleasures there is nothing here for me
my girlfriend doesn't want me cuz she's got a bigger dick than me

i'm so lost in my grief, i need some thick black glasses, but they're not to help me see
they just look cool, but you don't care, you don't care
i'm so scared don't you see, external influences have molded me into
such a tool, but no one cares no one cares

waah waah waah waah waah
i feel so solitary
waah waah waah waah
i think i'll go put on some eyeliner
waah waah waah waah
i think some lipstick would help
waah waah waah waah
to cope with being lame

nobody loves me... not even jesus

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Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you [10 Jan 2004|10:32am]
[ mood | Emo still sucks, asshole ]
[ music | Wesley Willis - My Mother Smokes Crack Rocks ]

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EMO SUCKS [08 Jan 2004|03:35am]
[ mood | emo waah waaah ]
[ music | Suicidal Tendencies - Institutionalized ]

Well I've got to admit, I hate emo alot more now than I did before. I don't know why, I guess it's those stupid haircuts. God, what a bunch of putzes.

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GINGERBREAD KNOCKED ME OUT [12 Nov 2003|10:01am]
[ mood | knocked out ]
[ music | Wesley Willis - Gingerbread Knocked Me Out ]

once upon a time
a man beat the hell outta me
in the boxing ring
he swung his fists at me and knocked me
that was the first time he did it
sickened from stage fright, god will make it alright

gingerbread knocked me out
gingerbread knocked me out
gingerbread knocked me out
gingerbread knocked me out
gingerbread knocked me out

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that'sa one spicy meatball [06 Nov 2003|06:55pm]
[ music | nothing ]

wooh

yeah... uhhhh you got the right stuff ba-by

uh huh!

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