Brock N Roll

make one thread for your sales dude

make one thread for your sales dude

I just hope I get The Great Khali and Tensai.

I work for the USPS and this person is an idiot. They must really hate their job to try to give you shit for this. If they keep doing it ask to speak to the postmaster

I work for the USPS and this person is an idiot. They must really hate their job to try to give you shit for this. If they keep doing it ask to speak to the postmaster

Hocus pocus is scary as shit!

What a great bump. I wish Ry's system was real and in place.

I'm with whoever said this thread needs to be locked. For the love of sweet baby jesus

I'm with whoever said this thread needs to be locked. For the love of sweet baby jesus

Okay, the A Change Of Pace story.
 
I reviewed their first album for AP way back in 2005. Here it is:
 
 
 
 
I gave it a 1 out of 5, only because we didn't give zeroes. It is really a terrible album.
 
So after that review comes out, I start getting harassed by a few random people on AOL Instant Messenger, all of whom I assumed were in some way connected with the ACOP camp. It wasn't that big of a deal, only because they were as bad at insults as they were at writing songs. Additionally, their drummer also sent me a message (either via email or MySpace, can't remember) that literally just said, "Why do you hate us?" I remember laughing heartily at that.
 
Fast-forward a few months to Warped Tour 2005. I was at the Cleveland date, working the AP booth and taking photos for altpress.com. When I came back to the booth after shooting HorrorPops or somebody, a fellow worker told me that some people came by the booth asking if I was there. Being the Warped Tour, I figured it was someone I knew—you never know who might be out on Warped on any given summer, between bands, techs, merch people, etc. So I hung around the booth for a little bit, and a few minutes later, these two guys come walking by the booth with a megaphone and a sign (that is obscured from my vision by our tent). Whatever they're saying is muffled, but I definitely make out my name, so I walk out of the booth to see what is going on. When they see that, these two dudes just start booking it as fast as they can go from our tent. I run after them and eventually catch up with them at a bottleneck in the crowd. They turn around, and I look up at the sign—it says, "A CHANGE OF PACE — 6:20 @ SMARTPUNK STAGE."
 
I look at them and say, "Lemme guess: You're [insert AIM screennames here]."
 
They look at me and snort and say, "Huh-huh, yeah."
 
Then we just sort of stand there for 10 seconds or so, me waiting for the synapses in their brains to fire as to at least continue the conversation. When that doesn't happen, I say, "So, are we done here? Can I go back to work?"
 
As I turn around to walk away, one of them says, "Huh-huh, yeah, why don't you go find a treadmill on the way back!"
 
(Get it? Because I'm overweight.)
 
I snap back around and say, "That's funny! Your band still sucks," and walk away. The end.

I could really go for a JUNIOR bacon chee and a cherry's jubilee

You're dumb.

I think I was in 6th or 7th grade. It was either 98 or 99 at the illinois state fair. Having no idea there was a concert and no clue who was playing, I walked into the small makeshift amphitheatre and watched people set up for the band.....then out walked BUCKCHERRY. Yes!

Four words....Big...Hairy...Stinky....Muff

Four words....Big...Hairy...Stinky....Muff

My favorite part is the AOL email address. I don't know why but I got a good chuckle out of that

Four words....Big...Hairy...Stinky....Muff

Four words....Big...Hairy...Stinky....Muff

Four words....Big...Hairy...Stinky....Muff

Ordered from Fat, hope I was in the first 250.

The tickling feeling you get when you fart while taking a bath and it travels up past your balls to the top=priceless