Reblog this if you know someone, or have been affected by someone, who needs a punch in the fucking face. People who need a punch in the fucking face affect the lives of many. There is still no known cure for people who need a punch in the fucking face, except a punch in the fucking face. 93% of people won't reblog this.. Why? Because.. they probably need a punch in the fucking face.
I'm not sure about going to Extreme Thing. I might go just for kicks, but I don't like/haven't heard of any of the bands. Seriously...what do I care? Just a bunch of cliche screamo bands with names like She Hates My Face or some shit. And the lead singer is some dude who is skinny as fuck and who conveniently has lived the shittiest life ever. Walking around looking like a fucking hobo and trying to make some sort of beautiful statement by refusing to wear shoes because of social construction. Go fuck yourselves, all of you.
I never claimed to be one of those chicks that were unbelievable or something. I don't think I have the power to put a guy in a trance. Maybe for a short while, but not permanently. I don't think any girl is that gorgeous that every time you see her you run out of breath. Some girls seem to think it works that way.
“Ha! I got your hat! Take that, hatless! Now go back to the quad and resume your hackey sac tourney! I’m not gonna lay down for some frat boy bastard with his damn Teva sandals and his Skoal Bandits and his Abercrombie and Fitch long sleeved, open stitched, crew neck Henley smoking his sticky buds out of a soda can while watching his favorite downloaded Simpsons episodes every night! Yes, we all love “Mr. Plow”! Oh, you’ve got the song memorized, do you? SO DOES EVERYONE ELSE! That is exactly the kind of idiot you see at Taco Bell at 1 in the morning! The guy who just whiffed his way down the bar skank ladder! IF HE WANTS TO THROW HANDS, I’LL THROW HANDS.”—Stewie