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It May Be 2AM
But I'm Still 2-steppin'.
Jun Jun Jun! |
BWEE BWEEE BWEEE BWEE BWEEE BWEEE
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i lol'd
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THIS IS SERIUS BIZNUS
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HAVE SEX WITH KIDS IN WHITE BELTSS JAZZ BREAK SHITTY PRODUCTION WAHWAHWAH
/floor punch |
there is a band called floor punch
i **** you not |
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There page on Wiki |
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actually, i listen to Floorpunch. i got their 1997 release, Twin Killing
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Ahem
/floorpunch dun dun dun dun dun dun dun |
grab the stars from the sky! = the opposite of picking up change.
hardcore dancing is teh ****zorz. |
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-breakdown-
i expect you all to be headbanging in sync. |
"The Black Dahlia Murder"
(A story for ninjas, white belts and up) (Boredom) Act One Me: See You Next Tuesday 2 O'Clock Girlfriend! Me: But wait. Me: Dr. Acula has a Job For A Cowboy; PRESCHOOL TEA PARTY MASSACRE! Ethan: All Shall Perish Through The Eyes Of The Dead? Me: No. Me: BUT! To Bury Your Dead, venture: Into The Moat, Beneath The Massacre, On Broken Wings, From The Carnival Of Horrors, Underneath The Gun, Beneath The Sky, From The Shadows, At The Throne Of Judgement, Last House On The Left, From A Second Story Window. Ethan: It Dies Today? Me: After the Burial. Ethan: OH ****, I GOT SHOT IN THE FACE. As I Lay Dying, As Blood Runs Black, All That Remains is The Taste Of Blood. Impending Doom Still Remains. Embrace The End; My Bitter End. End Act One I feel like a better person now. /Loser. |
dude yes.
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Hahaha I feel like a ****ing dork.
But it does prove a point. Edit: Some kind of point. |
there is no serious here!
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that made me laugh. You pretty much nailed every band within the death/metalcore scene |
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Where the hell did that go, it should be stickied on MB. |
watch this right now. |
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