Welcome to The Black Parade

I came home a few days ago to find a copy of My Chemical Romance's "The Black Parade" in my mailbox. Not expecting this wonderful occurrence, I had an immediate "Happy-On" and proceeded to dance in my driveway like a retarded epileptic on meth for about three minutes. After I calmed down, I realized I had better get the hell out of there, in case the neighbors called the police to report a crime against humanity. Entering the disc into my vehicle's CD slot, I proceeded to consume the delicious audio banquet provided for me. Approximately, ten minutes into the listening, I have a joygasm from the truly fantastic and varied melodies and harmonies. If it were possible for me to make love to a CD, I would definitely bang this disc a few times. If you get a chance, look past the eyeliner and listen to this disc. Well worth the time.

I Believe I Can Fly

And this is why I want to be a Fucking Flight Attendant.

No Remorse(I Want To Die)

I hate 99% of everything on the planet. I might have to BRB existence because, quite frankly, it really isn't worth it, and it's going to happen eventually anyway. As much as I hate Emo, this song is really about it for me.

Nigga Stole My Bike

Don't ask where I find these videos. I have no idea. I think they seek me out. For some reason, this video, while attempting to be art house trippy, just kinda creeped me the fuck out. No clue why. Might be the bicycle gang of mascots.

Ding Ding Dong Song Vs. Satisfaction

I am now officially less intelligent for having watched this all the way through. I didn't think a song about a guy out for a piece of ass, surrounded by 3 chicks with huge mammaries, could be gay, but this just shows me how incredibly wrong I was. I may have to gouge out my own eyes with a tennis ball. Instead, I will just put an example of how a video like this should have gone.






Hot ass bitches with power tools. QE-Fucking-D. (Yes, I'm aware that QED doesn't really work here. Fuck you.)

Moment of Clarity

Absolutely Ridiculous.