Summertime Revelry

Hey, dudes, this Metal Night update will be a little shorter, since it took place on a Sunday and we were partying poolside. We took Chris' jambox tapeplayer to Audria's mom's house, who were away, and shit man, we was partyin' and there wuz hot babes around and shit in the swimming poolman and we wuz like fuck man let's drink some beers and relax which is basicly what we do anyway minus hot babes and a swimming pool so maybe we lost focus a little. We jammed out to some lighter fare, like Danzig, and Black Sabbath, and Yngwie Malmsteen. Here the albums we listened too:

Shit, man, you know all these fuckin' albums are classics. Danzig is like AC/DC if like they were really Satan worshipers and a midget Elvis impersonator was their lead vocalist. Striped down, man. Good tunes. Master of Reality is one of the founding fuckin' documents of all of metal, and is like soooo fuckin' sweet and shit. Heavy heavy heavy. Yngwie malmsteen may look like a fag but he sure can play his fuckin' guitar like a motherfucker like all fast and shit faster than Eddy Van Halen and like there was this one time I called Z-Rock back in the 80's and asked them to play some fuckin' Yngwie and the dick DJ was like oh fuck no i hate flootetty flootetty flootetty bullshit give me some Randy Rhoades so I called him a fag and hung up because Yngwie was like rockin a Dio vibe on Trilogy.

We tried to listen to Ratt's Out of The Cellar but you know that little fuzzy on the bottom of cassettes that makes them play and shit well that thing came off and we couldn't play this sweet album which is like a ridin' the bus to school classic all the dudes on my bus would be jammin their shit to Ratt and when it was the girl's turn they would break out New Edition like a bunch of fags to torture us. All my cassette's are like 50 years old.

We also heard a little bit of St. Vitus but we'll listen to the rest of that shit next week. Man, this review is kind of long! What the fuck was I thinkin'?