January 31, 2005
Backup Blogger (I am a failure)
Foxes asked me to fill in for him while he made his trip into the great blue yonder...days ago. You can blame the lack of updates on me. I've been a bum and a terrible friend, abandoning his lovely readership, preventing them from basking the in utter inanity that is my typical ranting. That said, I wish to enlighen you on something simple:
Foxes and I are constantly getting shit from haters. That's right, from all sides we get attacked, but I'n not sweating. What, you don't like that Foxes got into your dream schools without majoring in Poli Sci and kissing ass? You don't like that my band is getting press coverage and playing better shows than your pathetic attempt to repackage shoddy emo? Deal. Simple fact is, we're better than you, and we're not even trying.
Want to know why?
Because we come from bumfuck nowhere and we escaped. That makes us hard to the core...with buns of steel. All you kids with your urban backgrounds, all you chumps that went to fancy private schools for college prep shit, and all you weaklings that spend hours pouring over your books to maintain your 4.0s: eat me. Our grades are the same, our dreams are the same, and we crush you without busting our asses. We emerged from the bowels of the inner world, and we came out CLEAN.
Even better: we're laughing at how serious you take this all. Say, should the unlikely happen, Foxes gets rejected from a school. You know what he'll do? Laugh. You chittlins can fret away your nights or cry your tears, but we don't care. Foxes did 27 hours last semester and didn't flinch. What do you have to say for yourself to even justify being in any form of competition with that kinda skill?
This overly redonculous message of amusing arrogance brought to you by an exceedingly tired Bronc-Combo, Foxes' designated backup shit-talker. Enjoy your evening.
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