I just want to make one thing clear ... I am not Rancid. I'd never stoop to that. I would've needed at least two hundred more words of text before I got there. I honestly like the people I pick on here.
I fell asleep shortly after reading Mr. Rancid's post, and while I wuz napping I had a dream. In that dream, I visualized Mr. Rancid's face being crushed between the contracting butt cheeks of one Mr. Pete Robinson. Psychic premonition? Perhaps...perhaps...
(doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) <--supposed to be theme to "Twilight Zone" but unfortunately just ends up looking like a big chain of poop.