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You're all dangerous freaks of nature, and need putting down in the worst possible way. Reminds me of why I love you all.
Pet hates? People who think that the shark in 'Jaws' was called Jaws, that the creature in 'Frankenstein' was called a, or the, Frankenstein, and that Doug Bradley's character in 'Hellraiser' (before he 'went Freddy') is called Pinhead (LEAD CENOBITE, for fuck's sake! Lead Cenobite!)
Gah! Shitehawks! Fuck OFFFFFFFFF! DIIIIIIIIIE!
That, and people who fail to understand that (teenage 'plastics' and tourists aside), the majority of goths Understand And Appreciate Irony. And that their automatic assumption that we're pathetic, morbid, death obsessed or lacking in any form of self-awareness is an indication of their OWN lack of appreciation of irony (read 'Johnny The Homicidal Maniac' and giggle along with us at the fact that WE CAN TAKE THE PISS OUT OF OURSELVES WHEN NECESSARY. We don't need sneering tosspots to do it for us). That and the fact that the moronic wee fuckers have already decided who we are just upon seeing the way we dress. Not that we would ever do that. Nooooo. Which leads me on to...
Irrational prejudices?
Hell yes. Casuals. Even though this is based on a foundation of having to endure the jeering, threats, and occasional actual violence from these pithecanthropoid muppets with Herd Mentality stencilled lovingly between the lines of every 'Tommy', 'FCUK' or whatever branded pastel-slavered piece of shit they're wearing today... Gnnumph. I'm sure some of them aren't taking up valuable air and skin that could be lavished on one of my intelligent, creative and self-aware army of the night. No, actually, maybe not.
'Plastics'. Defined as punks who don't know what punk WAS, let alone what punk IS (Yes. Loud badly played music about how you can't get a girlfriend is AUTOMATICALLY PUNK, and is not simply two-chord rock n' roll with pretensions. Yes. Personally, I love two-chord rock n' roll, and feel that pretensions to some kind of punk credibility to justify enjoyably trashy/thrashy R n' R is kind of missing the point), and teenagers who think that badly applied makeup, a too-big Manson longsleeve and off-the-peg PVC & fishnets make them an individual. Huge quotes from 'Life Of Brian' are appropriate but geeky here. FIND A LOOK YOU LIKE. DON'T (please, for the love of Eldritch) JOIN A HERD OF YOUR OWN. WHAT'S THE FUCKING POINT? ARE YOU MENTALLY UNWELL?
Haahhhhhh. Feeling better. Now to stab someone with my Pointy Shiv O' Death! |
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