Fifteen minutes number three

It’s that time again, when I have to deal with a short amount of time. But I do have a lot to say.

I hate the new Metallica album. They are old now, and they really have got no clue how to make a good album anymore. The songs are too fucking long, James doesn’t even know how to sing anymore and Lars’s drumming fucking amazes me. Not many drummers regress over time. Most people progress. PROGRESS.

And why do they need to have the hundreds of different types of the album, which are all overpriced like hell? And also, why do they have to mix the whole shit into a pile of bad-looking dung, when they spent fucking hundreds of thousands of dollars making the fuckshit. I hate you Metallica, fuck you.

One thing that has come up to my mind nowadays is racism. There is not a single person in the world today who could explain me about the force that drives these assholes. These conservative nazi-fuckbags who need to be shot in the eye with sawn-off shotguns. If someone really knows how to explain to me about what the fuck the whole thing is about, I would be really happy. ‘Though it is impossible, and you’d only make asses out of yourselves.

And by the way, McDonalds sucks even more than McCain. I ate there last thursday for the first time in five years and that will not be my longest break from that pile of shit, no no. They had these fucking muffins filled with cheese and grease, stuffed with ham and every other how-to-make-your-heart-explode-type of materials. And I had to eat one, Oh My God. I nearly died.

And by the way, Immanuel Kant was a cunt.

~ by zacksnyder on September 16, 2008.