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n'ik, you continue to make posts that are up there with dead-air's as the most thought provoking, intelligent, and hilarious on the board. Bravo! The part about the crystal meth chase sequences to make anti-solos... why don't you do a website like markprindle.com or some shit? I mean, seriously. Not trying to kiss your di'k or anything, but...
I think they still need to make a hardcore, true-to-life Kurt film, wherein he spits in fan's faces (literally), rapes turtles with pencils, doesn't show up to band practice, nods off to sleep while fucked up on heroin while holding his infant daughter, and doesn't appreciate any of his fans, friends, family, or band members who helped him become a millionaire rock star, which he always wanted, obviously, even though he always had to play up the punk card "I DON'T WANNA SELL OUT MAN! LET'S RELEASE IN UTERO, WHICH HAS RAPE ME, THE WORST SONG EVER WRITTEN, ON IT!"
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