Drowning in Black Goo

Unless you live as an ostrich with your friggin' head in the sand, not Albertan or Venezuelan tar sands mind you, there won't be much of that left at some point, you may have noticed that folks are all up in arms about the price of gasoline. Everyone wants to blame Dick & W, Inc. NLC, and while you'd have to be a real idiot to not recognize that they don't really give a fuck, they shoulder very little of the blame here. You wanna know what you should do to find the culprit, take a look in the fuckin' mirror you dipshit! Keep on truckin' little Emma and Madison to their soccer games in your big stupid vehicle. Keep on drivin' one half of a mile to the local grocery when you should really get off of your morbidly obese ass and walk. Americans are lazy and addicted to not only oil, as our retarded frat-boy Prez so famously stated, they are obsessed, and I mean OCD-level obsessed, with their gottdam cars! Walk! Take the CTA! Ride a bicycle!
Change your ways. That's all your humble narrator has got to say at this point.
Oh, and please pass that last can of Genesee Cream Ale Light. Thanks.

Sir Frances Drake

Pah nub the new FL album. There is a good buddy of mine that says that it's wrong to pirate albums. Yeah, you know what, it's wrong to cut into the bands' profits. Well, if they wanna provide their accountant's address on said band's website, I'll be more than happy to send 'em a check for $1.87 or whatever it is that each band earns from CD sales, but otherwise, in all honesty, I don't really give a fuck. If you wanna hock HP computers and such, then you really don't need my money, but I'll continue to enjoy your music because yins are one of the best bands out there. I don't know, it really all needs to to be put in to some sort of perspective, and that's the current rant.