Fingercuffs ...

[Drunken Meat Fist]

move this shit to wasteland i dont care if hes been here 17 years

Fuck off nit

 

[Drunken Meat Fist]

 

[Iroh]

Has she responded yet?

 

[Drunken Meat Fist]

It's 6 in the morning country and western time, location should be worsethanchestishire sause.

 

[Cajun]

Just because you wear barbwire don't mean you don't have a heart. I can't ride a bike like a Puerto Rican anymore, but the hair's still curly and the eye's are still blue, you'll see this one day, and it'll melt ya.

Pretty cool video tbh. Cheers man

 

[Drunken Meat Fist]

Has she responded yet?

We've talked, this is just a love letter, you know flay your heart, beat to death in the streets to show your feelins. Flowers die. Prostration has it's many forms. The courtship and affect and what's the word that means the same as love but shot to hell with bullets and life arrows. But that shit's for #$@%s. Believe me, if this was nothing, I wouldn't be doing it. You've seen my shit, would I make a fool of myself for nothing.

 

[Drunken Meat Fist]

Pretty cool video tbh. Cheers man

I thought so. Didn't figure anyone actually watches what I post. That hurts the most in the disconnect, it's a new world and I'm a baby but expression of thoughts and feelings through various mediums, videos, it's just a layer. Like an old stinking onion, that's our second song, shit was getting stale.

God bless ya too brother.

 

[Cajun]

I thought so. that's our second song, shit was getting stale.

Your band? Very cool stuff brotha.

 

[Drunken Meat Fist]

 

[IndyCovaHart]

 

[Drunken Meat Fist]

Your band? Very cool stuff brotha.

That just hurts. I started two bands, I'm a shit drummer and write the songs. Six incarnations and two suicides, took the wind out the endeavor. Everyone left one day, we were practicing in a quanset quansit, garage. Neophytes except for our guitar guys, older by a little but the best guitar player I've ever known, not regionally, just fucking next level, there was no band, he was miles above but a moment in time we were writing songs and dug the shit out of life, wanted to be a real band I was 17 he was 20, we could've rode his shirt a long way, he was so good, instant cred, he could just lay shit out, miles above. He had a drug problem, he'd been in some bands, but we clicked. I wrote bad songs, Krokus meets the platters, if it was gonna work, it would've been something. Mostly covers to get the sync in. We were exhausted and bored practicing, I said we need to do Hell's Bells, for me. This one for me come on, so we were working on it, it's five in the morning, the others go away, and I'm just thumping and we're talking working on arrangements, he goes to get some more beers. tic tic tic
hmmp
knock on the door t the house, his mom answers, we go down and he's hanging in his bedroom.

There was no six year walking dead jump. It was just a horrendous fucked up mess I'll never get over. I knew drugs, but not that night, I don't know what the fuck happened, how I didn't see, we were together all fucking night. I still don't understand. I've still got all the shit we wrote, that'll die with me. His folks are gone, my pals are gone down roads, it's just me and the shit. So I had an ocean of fun in a couple little bands. I was never any good, but you're a kid, being prolific and ftw, for a moment in time and with him, we were looking to put some shit down and see what would happen. There was nothing special besides him, but he was great. He only cared about the music and the craft, we were good friends because of that. I stayed in touch with his folks, another buddy, one of our three bass players married his girlfriend and moved away. His folks both died a few years ago. I wrote about 30 or 32 songs for us. We worked up about 13 and played at bon fires and keggers and back yards. fuck

 

[Drunken Meat Fist]

That took a turn. I'm sorry about that. This is something I would delete, but I don't care anymore.

 

[Aerosol]

Girls on Sherdog ???!!! Maybe Sherdog should have a Sherdog history section . There are posters that have passed on and interesting stories like the one you posted . Like a Sherdog museum or something . It could have screen shots of the old layout , archived pages , memorials to our fallen SherBros .

Awesome idea! Im In

 

[BEER]

This is some quality shitposting, old friend.

 

[Drunken Meat Fist]

We were drunk driving through the woods one night, fucked up buying mushrooms and after a great night driving home a deer flies out, and we tap it's ass an fly into a spin. We look for the deer to put it down but it's black. It's a quiet ride home, I said I have our name. So we were Skid Roe about a year and a half before Skid Row. We skidded into to a deer, Road Kill, ....so we were nameless.

 

[Drunken Meat Fist]

Awesome idea! Im In

Archives?

 

[Drunken Meat Fist]

This is some quality shitposting, old friend.

I appreciate that.

 

[Drunken Meat Fist]

fuck. ....

 

[Mohawk Banditó]

 

[Drunken Meat Fist]

Probably be gone for a bit. Being a prolific fool is nothing special, but when you're staring into it as you type, ...if you wanna keep playing, you make adjustments. to sleep perchance to dream, there's the rub.