I Was Musically Baptized By The Black

[donald] Trump November 2016 Could Truly Be The Long-awaited Wake-up Call America Desperately Needs.

I Stop And Think What They Call "punk Rock" Today...give Me A Break! Let Me Know When They Can Walk In The Vapor Trail Of Little Richard, Which Was Punk. You've Got A Gay Black Guy With A Pompadour Singing About Tutti Frutti With Your White Girl. Fuck You.

I Never Thought Too Highly Of Anyone Foolish Enough To Take On The Nickname Of A Life-destroying Dope Product And Promote Such Family-destroying Conduct On Stage.

I Contribute To The Dead Of Winter And The Moans Of Silence, Blood Trails Are Music To My Ears … I'm A Gut Pile Addict … The Pig Didn't Know I Was There … It's My Kick … I Love Shafting Animals … It's Rock 'n' Roll Power.

If The Coyote's In Your Living Room Pissing On Your Couch, It's Not The Coyote's Fault. It's Your Fault For Not Shooting Him.