August 30, 2006
Ooh ooh Do me!

Oh. Band review time. Aficionado.
Here goes...
One is normally expected to actually listen to the music of the aforementioned band to make a good review.
Or maybe go to a show of theirs or something.
Well, I did none of that. I took one look at their pictures and immediately made a judgement about them.
These guys seem like a bunch of self important TOOLS who will no doubt google their name and provide ISSF with yet another rush of traffic just like the morons from Theodore Grimm did.
And to top it all off, they have something like 1700 friends on Myspace.
Holy crap. 1700 friends. They must've ran friend adder bots all night long.
Perfect!

These pics are just the bee's knees! Look how deep we are playing whatever music we play.
I wish I knew what kind of music they played. Really. But everytime I pull up their myspace page I get this instinctive urge to just turn the volume down to zero.
Maybe it's because these pics scream the message of "we're a bunch of whiney pussies."
Dictionary meaning of the band name:
aficionado \uh-fish-ee-uh-NAH-doh\, noun:
An enthusiastic admirer; a fan.
Maybe if I actually listened to the music, it'd all make sense to me. I just can't help but stare at their longing gazes in these very deep pictures.
Depth is definately important to Aficionado.
They're like an onion.
Onions have layers.
Aficionado has lots of layers.

The above picture speaks VOLUMES(currently at 0, cuz their myspace page is up, and I'll be damned if I hear a single note of their probably crap music.)
Seriously. Who poses for pics that retarded looking?
God, I wish I had the balls to create something that pretentious.
You know what else? These guys probably are all poets. Yes. All of them are poets.
And they're not shallow.
At all.
Okay.
At this point in time, you're probably wondering what these guys ever did to me to deserve this kind of writeup.
Anwer?
Nothing.
I just did it as a cry for attention.
Because Daddy never hugged me.
And I am extremely proud of myself, too. Not once did I make a homosexual reference about Aficionado.
Well, that and pictures do speak a thousand words.
August 29, 2006
Trip Down Memory Lane

Oh man, I told you that I looked totally badass.
Also, I am wearing no pants in that picture. None.
Nothing to post really. I've just been kind of asleep and kind of awake at the same time over the last couple of months. This schedule is absolutely killing me and my social life.
I don't know why I'm awake at this hour. Only normal people are usually up and about at this time. I couldn't fall back asleep so I started looking through older entries.
Looking though older entries on ISSF makes me laugh. I laugh a lot.
But I figured you guys can't be bothered to look through the older stuff unless you're stalking me or you're in some dire need for some ISSF reading material.
I don't know for the life of me why you'd be in either category, but I took the liberty to post some snippets from the comment section.
Here's the first one:
Did April say something? I figured she'd be too busy being a dumb fucking bitch on her own blog to comment on someone else's.
Posted by: shftleft at October 8, 2003 11:57 AM
and April's retort:
Wow, I figured you'd be too busy stuffing your fat, ugly, blubbery face with beer to bother with what I have to say, considering Mike asked me to come here and to link his blog on mine. Fuck you, Fat Sack Pat. You're such a fucking waste of life and air, and a free-loading, dick-sucking whore. How many blowjobs do you owe your landlord now?
Posted by: April at October 8, 2003 04:22 PM
And one day later at a later post:
"for the record, I, (finaldraft) am not that fat."
According to April I'm a fat, freeloading, dick sucking whore. I think she has me confused with herself - but yeah - you're not that fat dude.
Posted by: shftleft at October 9, 2003 11:30 AM
I don't mean to dredge up old shit or be "living in the past" but the past is so much more happier. Kinda like Dawson's Creek...
Here's a good one from someone who considers me his favorite Asian:
Ok, now i cannot send this file via email for fear of prosecution for necrophelia and beastiality, but does sex with a dead rabbit count?
I win!
Hi, i am rhitty! i am gay!
Posted by: Rhitty at October 10, 2003 01:12 PM
And completely unrelated, but on the same subject matter:
homosexuals are by default communists and should be destroyed, except tindajii, he's not really a homo, he's just confused
Posted by: Romale at October 10, 2003 05:51 PM
Tindajii's this dude who plays MUD. Yeah.. MUD. I think I've refused to describe what MUD was before. You know, as in "in the past". The past as in things that don't happen anymore. Yeah. That.
There's a recurring theme here too:
Hey VerticalDrop...how good can your resolution be when all you do is blow loads on it every night???
Posted by: WhyisAprilsoFAT at October 11, 2003 12:40 AM
I don't know who posted that(shftleft) but I think it is highly immature to be calling people fat or gay or anything derogatory. We're all adults now. I am glad that we are so over this whole 2003 mentality.
You know. Adults. Like getting married and stuff.
I prefer the screams of dying children to Dave Matthew's. And as much as I hate children I hate even more to hear them. In fact when I have kids I think I will get their vocal cords cut... like they do to dogs. Fuck ya I will debark my kids at like 6 months so they cant talk back to me during the terrible 2s. Little fucking monsters.
Posted by: Brahmus at October 13, 2003 01:49 AM
I miss Brahmus. I say that in a very non-faggoty way. Faggot being the proper nomenclature for homos. Like Jack McPhee.
Jack McPhee is the gay football player from Dawson's Creek.
I also miss children.
Clearly, ninjamonkeygeek is a fag and an idiot, and it should get its very own post on Monday. If you don't know proper syntax and use of the word "clearly" don't fucking use it. It's OUR slang not your's you piece of shit wannabe. Go castrate yourself so that my children don't grow up in a world where people like you reproduce.
Posted by: Brahmus at October 20, 2003 11:31 PM
Again, Brahmus. WTFpwning NMG. Memories.
Those are the natural contours of my eyes you racist fuck.
Posted by: sagien at October 29, 2003 10:45 AM
It's always best to quote someone great when closing things.