To Boddah Speaking from the tongue of an experienced simpleton who obviously would rather be an emasculated, infantile complain-ee. This note should be pretty easy to understand. All the warnings from the punk rock 101 courses over the years, since my first introduction to the, shall we say, ethics involved with independence and the embracement of your community has proven to be very true. I haven't felt the excitement of listening to as well as creating music along with reading and writing for too many years now. I feel guity beyond words about these things. For example when we're back stage...

1.Why are scene kids so bad at karate?
Because they can never get past the white belt

2.A punk with a rainbow collored mohawk sits down on a bench next to an old man. After awhile he notices the old man is staring at him. "Whats wrong old timer?" asks the punk, "Never done anything wild in your life?" "Actually," says the geezer, "One time screwed a parrot, i was just wondering if you were my son."

3.What do you do if there's an emo in your backyard with his hand blown off?
Stop laughing and reload.

4.Whats better than 50 emo kids nailed to a tree?
One emo kid nailed to fifty trees.

5.What would you...