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Whatever, just means more Eagle-Eye Cherry, Marcy Playground and Angus: Music from the motion picture for this stud. Mama this surely is a dream.
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What the Fuck? No Papa Roach? I ain’t saying I know what year it is or if my boys even released something wicked sick in the last 12 months, but shit. Hey, uh, what’s your sister been up to?
The only thing Korn invented was a soundtrack to go along with my repressed homosexuality in high school that manifested itself in misspelled ethnic slurs and a futile attempt to join the wrestling team. Why won’t the jocks let me party with them like it’s 1999?Fuck!!!! No one gets me!!!
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The View? I was sort of hoping that it would be Lou Reed and the band having a heated and poorly mediated discussion about the Amanda Knox trial, with a pause for commercial, and then the daytime divas would have a polite chat with the ever incomparable Kathy Bates, and what to expect from her upcoming season of Harry’s Law.