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face it. |
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You Are Useless |
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You know nothing of music |
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Your own work is a poor shadow of what was shit 15 years ago. DIE in OBSCURITY CUNT |
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me and aphex got something in common. ...he has had an influence on rock bands like Radiohead. However, he has dismissed the idea of going on tour with them: "I wouldn't play with them since I don't like them." |
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the patient has shown no progress; the medication is not working. |
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I bet no one can counter this frankly alarming, yet true, claim. |
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this is a thread of many claims some are fab - some are lame; I suspect alcohol's to blame, but if it's not.. fuck me, I'm gonna stop right there before the rhyme transports me to Twee Land. |
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Why is Baylies considered a girl's drink? |
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that's a myth, I've known dead hard blokes drink Baileys. |
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hocolate c |
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You're irrelevant. |
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this lager, is to you |
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Or whatever, spring, summer, winter through to fall |
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:) |
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but how good are you at Flight of the Hamsters? I thought so. |
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im a cunt |
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as long as you aren't deluding yourself. |
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cara de mi culo |
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welcome to the group-therapy session called xltronic. the group where real men give each-other hugs, cry, are happy, call their parents names and generally show behavior that should belong in their pre-twenties but somehow got stuck to them like a pair of favorite jeans. |
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MAKE |
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Your own work is a poor shadow of what was shit 15 years ago. |
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lazy reply |
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dogbelch is a wife beater, zilty is his wife. |
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he's been drinking again lately |
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i didnt even do anything this time |
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At least now I can drink Baylies and feel like a real man doing it. |
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And you never thought that you might be aswell? |
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nac-cunt cunt-mat yessss |
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I think I'm doing it right. |
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That's a good chorus line... |
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i miss this place (sort of) |
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now that the manifesto has finally been whittled down to these core beliefs, maybe we can all get on with our lives; safe in the knowledge that whatever anybody in the real world says to us - hey, dog belch understands, and hes not afraid to be bold and say what we need to hear, again and again and again |
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I know I'm a cunt. |
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Yes, our puny, stunted minds can only imagine the ordeal of somebody as intelligent and sensitive as dog belch, having to live in a world surrounded by people who didn't perform the highly important and fufilling task of buying some techno records in 1992. |
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i thought it was dog belch drunkenly yelling at himself after i listened to his myspace tracks. |
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he's not wrong |
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One can only imagine the poverty of your existance as you scour the web daily for "funny gifs" and attempting to fit in on the dissensus forum, though seeing as you're not quite the calibre of even a shit music journalist it is rather a doomed venture. When I was depressed I couldn't give a shit. Now I'm happy, I hate you. And I deserve to be happy. And now I'm going to fucking forget about you, as you get on my tits. |
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i thought might fit well |
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I post on a lot of forums. I couldn't really care less about "fitting in". You couldn't "fit in " on any forum with everybody anyway, that's way too many people. Stop projecting your own insecurities onto others. "Now I'm happy" Well good, stop being such a bitter prick then. |
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Maybe you could stop projecting "somebody as intelligent and sensitive as dog belch" ... "insecurities ... bitter prick".... I'm just posting rubbish on a rubbish message board, because I'm bored. It's up to you if you want to take it so seriously, I don't even know who any of you are, this is just part of my asymmetrical warfare strategy to ideally make everyone shut the fuck up. |
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Oh well. Chin up. |
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Are you all cunts? A: Yes B: No C: D U N N O D: Woofter in the pool!!! |
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I have to admit I've no idea why I said all this, I was talking to someone last night and we were just being rude and I thought it was funny at the time but now it seems a bit pathetic. You're not all cunts. At worst some people are predictable, boring and unfunny, but not cunts. I'm predictable. I just need to sound off now and again. I make myself laugh, that's all. Why am I even here, I thought I'd dragged myself away from laughing at kids and music mongs, this is all that Brazil's fault. I'm going now. Again. |
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Thanks. Bye! |
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