busted
The ultimate, all-time definition of FUCKING SHIT. A faggoty pop-band who wrote shitty music for a bunch of pre-pubescant girls, who actually managed to somehow delude themselves that they were listening to a rock band, as opposed to a corporate, bubblegum-pop pile of fucking shit, who jumped around like pretty-boy pussies and pretended to play their own intruments. Words fail me in trying to describe just what a fucking atrocity.. what an assault on music and on the goddamn world in general this.. "band" (and I use the term "band" so fucking loosely)was. Being into music along the lines of Megadeth, Lamb of God, Pantera etc, accidentally hearing one of "Busted"'s pussy-whipped perversions, was... well, it was on the same level as having my dick snapped in half, and getting raped through my ears. Seriously... honestly... how the fuck could something like Busted ever be allowed to survive, how could those lady-boys ever have been allowed to escape without being tied down and shot in the street.. To sum this up... tey are not rock, they are not punk, they are not metal, they are not music... they are what happens when some godforsaken fudgepackers decide one day to take an almighty dump into a CD-case, and market it out to the musically illiterate. They are so absolutely completely and utterly talentless and shitty, that I'd rate Britney Fucking Spears higher than them (and trust me, that's saying something). They each sang like they had just sat down on a large vibrator, and it had only dawned on them when they were cued to begin recording (bearing in mind that most of the time they undoubtedly lip-synced instead of singing at all) They didn't play their own guitars.. their music had no guitar work or skill present, no riffs, no solos... not even any real fucking power-chords.. just the equivalent of a fucking banjo-oriented blind hillbilly strumming some tuneless melody on a half-stringed, broken guitar. They are not rock, metal, or punk, or anything similar.. they embody in a word, everything that every real rock, punk or metal band protests about - comercialized bullshit, spoon-fed to the ignorant masses by the ton to help preserve some delusion of a perfect, happy "love-giggles-and-joy" society.
The Urban Dictionary Mug
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I got this for my dad but he didn’t want it so he just gave it to me. Ever since I took it back my life has been the greatest it’s ever been. I asked my other dad if he wanted but he said no too. Oh well, I get to enjoy this product for myself more.
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I have a crippling addiction to these mugs, i have 459
This mug is wonderful it’s so funny and I gave it to the kid that made the Definition and he started dying laughing
War. War Never Changes. War, war never changes. In the year 1945, my great-great grandfather, serving in the army, wondered when he get to go home to his wife and the son he never see. He got his wish, when the U.S. ended WWII by dropping an atomic cloud on Hiroshima and Nagasaki. The world awaited Armageddon, instead, something miraculous happened. We began to use atomic energy as a nearly limitless source of power. People enjoyed luxury once thought in the realm of science fiction. Domestic robots, fusion powered cars, portable computers. Then, in the 21st century, people awoke from the American dream. Years of consumption led to the shortages of every major resource. The entire world unraveled. Peace became a distant memory. It is now the year 2077, and we stand on the brink of total war, and I am afraid, for myself, for my wife, for my infant son, because if my time in the army taught me one thing; is that war, war never changes.
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