Monday, August 31, 2009
The Kybo Killer of Camp Hunt
This is here just as a marker for a future awesome story as soon as I have time.
Fans and Posers
In this world we have fans and posers. Not everyone will agree with me on the exact definitions but I have a good grasp on what constitutes both. A fan does not need to have a shrine set up and know all band members Birthdays. Along those lines, a poser does not necessarily include someone that simply likes only a handful of a bands songs. A poser is for an example someone that likes a group because of a cute boy.
One that is repulsed by ALL things 80's by definition cannot proclaim to enjoy anything from the 80's especially the big hair headbanging awesomeness known as Motley Crue. Now, I have no shrine for the Crue; never have and never will, yet I still know that they rocked as hard or harder than anyone of that period. Since I can remember first hearing them I wished I could have been born 10 years earlier to witness them in all their glory (Not the 2000's rendition but the real deal 1989 Dr. Feelgood version).
Someone that listens to The Crue because of the opposite sex cannot grasp even a small percentage of their goodness and ONLY BRINGS SHAME to themselves for not liking them strictly because of their goodness.
I call upon all guilty of posery (I don't think that is a real word but it works) to repent and admit your wrong ways. Admit the following to avoid further persecution:
1. Big hair, while not generally excepted today, was awesome then and still today (Just as a note you must admit that Mullets also rule).
2. Big and Rich suck. Tommy Lee could destroy both. Probably with both hands tied behind his back (If you know what I mean).
3. Motley Crue is rivaled possibly only by the Holy Diver himself, Ronnie James Dio.
That is all I have besides a chubby kid had an Iron Maiden shirt on at work which was cool and 10 points to whoever can discover why Bret Michaels always wears that hideous bandana and cowboy hat. I'm out. Son.
One that is repulsed by ALL things 80's by definition cannot proclaim to enjoy anything from the 80's especially the big hair headbanging awesomeness known as Motley Crue. Now, I have no shrine for the Crue; never have and never will, yet I still know that they rocked as hard or harder than anyone of that period. Since I can remember first hearing them I wished I could have been born 10 years earlier to witness them in all their glory (Not the 2000's rendition but the real deal 1989 Dr. Feelgood version).
Someone that listens to The Crue because of the opposite sex cannot grasp even a small percentage of their goodness and ONLY BRINGS SHAME to themselves for not liking them strictly because of their goodness.
I call upon all guilty of posery (I don't think that is a real word but it works) to repent and admit your wrong ways. Admit the following to avoid further persecution:
1. Big hair, while not generally excepted today, was awesome then and still today (Just as a note you must admit that Mullets also rule).
2. Big and Rich suck. Tommy Lee could destroy both. Probably with both hands tied behind his back (If you know what I mean).
3. Motley Crue is rivaled possibly only by the Holy Diver himself, Ronnie James Dio.
That is all I have besides a chubby kid had an Iron Maiden shirt on at work which was cool and 10 points to whoever can discover why Bret Michaels always wears that hideous bandana and cowboy hat. I'm out. Son.
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