Sold Out to Stay Loyal!
So last night was the Devils Night Alley Cat and I totally sold Drew out! I never got the bag of swag I was donating from TYRANT and DEATH 2 DOPERS down to New Haven cause I left Monday to Boston for the Red Sox Parade. Sorry dude, but I had to to sell out to be a loyal Sox fan. Alley cats are going on all the time, but the Sox winning the Series has only happened twice in the last 86 years! I had to go...may be the last time in my life I'd have the opportunity! I don't have the Boston "B" tattooed on my ankle for nothing! I hope the race went well and I still plan on giving you all the swag I promised you so you can hand it out or use it for future races.
Posted by rideTYRANT.com at Wednesday, October 31, 2007
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I don't know dude, me missing one bike related event to go to a parade that might not ever happen again in my lifetime doesn't phase me a bit. If I had blown off the race to stay home and sew or go on a date with a girl I met online then you could harass me! SOOT!
stay home and sew! ZING!
man, you two should just make out like you want to.
-Better be careful buddy...you may never see that cycling cap!
-I don't know Hebrank, you're the one who's always talking about kissing dudes....
Oh man, its an all out Blog comment battle! This is better than a Battle Dance!
You better be careful too buddy, or else Ghostship dolla' primes won't be well announced with my 60 watt megaphone sucka'. You scream out your primes...after you stop kissing Shawn of course!
if i'm not mistaken, i'm the only married man in this gentleman's fight. you two shave your legs, then put on your spandex, then go out together and get all hot, bothered and sweaty and take pictures of the whole ordeal. and then have lovers spats about fixed gear vs butt sex. or bmx. and really, if we're calling it how it is, baseball is maybe only one step above bicycling in the grand scheme of unmanly sports. Sewing and making clothes falls somewhere in that pile of testosterone, too, i think.
now, if you'll excuse me, i'm off to go go tattoo while crossing my legs.
I'm assuming that is Identity Tattoo coming to Shawn's rescue. Careful with that cross leg tattoing, don't want to crush a nut!
no, it was me, i just wasn't signed in.
You're not allowed to Anonymously comment in favor of yourself Hebrank! That is against all the rules of "Battle Blogging". Damn you! Go back to tattooing rabid gerbals on the ass cracks of the drag queens of MinneCRAPolis!
whatever, i won.
Cycling....unmanly? Whatever dude...you draw pictures for a living! And should I mention Folk Punk?...doesn't an acoustic guitar automatically veto anything that would be 'punk'?
(wearing the title belt of the blog battle championship, and my dreds arrainged into the shape of a crown)
no, my good sir, i do not. the amount of times i have gotten paid for a drawing can be counted on one hand. what i do is stab people with motorized torture devices filled with needles, causing great discomfort and multi colored scars. There;s usually a decent amount of bleeding.
not only do i get paid for this, but it's usually the VICTIM that pays me.
how you can try and smear that into "drawing for a living" is beyond me. you, my friend, are no karl rove.
as for the slander of folk punk. the amount of banging and screaming that goes on in such songs is so overwhelming, that no added bullshit such as distortion or amplification is required. a pair of lungs and 5 strings is all you need, the rest is just "churching it up".
need i tell you that the accusations that have piled up against you in this blog war have been left there, unrefuted, and every moment that goes by, they burn a little hole into your credit, and your honor is forever tarnished by the rot of esteem turned sour.
I'm tapping out before Hebrank chokes one of us out with a dreadlock!
ummm...Guitars have 6 strings!...I love you Shawn!
awww, fuck. my entire arguement, destroyed by the foolproof logic of matt.
love you too, sweetcheeks.
When are you two going to tattoo one another's name on your ass cheeks!
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