LiveeviL2000
Ambassador of Pentagonal Pentatonics
I hope its nothing terribly serious. Get better Blink.
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TVvoodoo
Ambassador of The Comfortably Slung
OMG - VERY Sorry to Hear @mcblink - please accept my wishes for a speedy recovery and no long term effects!
EMERGENCY!
- Can anyone fill in for Heinous Anus on short notice? Anyone? Willing to extend deadline for 24 hours.
We are waiting for two final entries..
where's the cars that can crash magnificently at 173mph during a late night cocaine-fueled race to the liquor store?
Where's the cribs with big terrible art pieces, "jungle" rooms for pleasure parties and golden toilet seats?
Where are the magazine covers that show hair blowing back by fans of all types
Where are the fanboy interviewers allowing rock stars to inflate their own egos to grand effect before our own eyes?
Just asking. Cowboy looks forward to our last two chapter 21 entries Remember, only Heinous suffers under -1.5 penalty points
for this vote, both dagger and Heinous are sleeping in late and there ain't that many votes to go 'round no more so they
BETTER MAKE IT GOOD!
EMERGENCY!
- Can anyone fill in for Heinous Anus on short notice? Anyone? Willing to extend deadline for 24 hours.
We are waiting for two final entries..
where's the cars that can crash magnificently at 173mph during a late night cocaine-fueled race to the liquor store?
Where's the cribs with big terrible art pieces, "jungle" rooms for pleasure parties and golden toilet seats?
Where are the magazine covers that show hair blowing back by fans of all types
Where are the fanboy interviewers allowing rock stars to inflate their own egos to grand effect before our own eyes?
Just asking. Cowboy looks forward to our last two chapter 21 entries Remember, only Heinous suffers under -1.5 penalty points
for this vote, both dagger and Heinous are sleeping in late and there ain't that many votes to go 'round no more so they
BETTER MAKE IT GOOD!
GOT Cover Me or: My Patch of Squatch-tastic Paradise is Fun For Me…I Hope it Lasts…
After the success of the "We Own You, Bitches" tour, I think I’ve found a pretty good set of wheels that will serve my needs well. I wanted something sensible for the lifestyle to which I’ve become accustomed. Something that would get me to where I need to be, with ease…
This is gettin the job done.
It has proven itself useful in accessing the new ✠ Dagger Diggs ✠…My little patch of Squatchy territory…
Ten thousand acres of joy! Great grounds to hunt! A few lakes! Very Squatchy! Good times!
Must get back to business though…
We’re heading back to the Bahamas, to finish the album up. Everyone seems to be back on the rails, and focused on the successful completion. From there we’ve decided to launch with a movie, cobbled together with the drone footage of our recent tour…we got some great stuff there…should be…interesting.
While we’re out and about, trying to get this stuff done, the press is a constant presence. Gotta deal with…
I can’t believe the crazy stuff they put out. Interviews are a never ending process, it seems. I never thought I’d make the covers of the trade mags, but hey…I’m not gonna knock it.
This was the interview from the “Making Music” May 2023 issue…
MM- What drives you to put forth the energy you are famous for in your performances?
DD- I have a lot of things that I want to get done before I’m gone. You never know if this is the beginning of a new chapter, or the grand finale, so…Might as well put everything into it.
MM- When did you first think that you would be so successful?
DD- The first time I slid that old machete down the guitar strings, and the rest of the band kicked in. It was an electric experience. Really. Tough to describe.
MM- Your machete is just one of the unique pieces of your tonal toolkit. What else makes your playing so…distinct?
DD- Well…I’m not sure, really. I just do what I do, with what’s at hand.
MM- What does a typical Don Dagger/Squatcher performance require from you?
DD- A pulse….some Waffle House consumption…I dunno…I just show up, and bring my share of the performance.
MM- If you were a tree….?
DD- You’re kidding…right?!…It’s been fun.
MM- Wait…please… What is next for you, and Squatcher?
DD- I guess you’re gonna hafta buy a ticket, and see… Really, if I were a tree?!…we’re done with this interview.
After the success of the "We Own You, Bitches" tour, I think I’ve found a pretty good set of wheels that will serve my needs well. I wanted something sensible for the lifestyle to which I’ve become accustomed. Something that would get me to where I need to be, with ease…
This is gettin the job done.
It has proven itself useful in accessing the new ✠ Dagger Diggs ✠…My little patch of Squatchy territory…
Ten thousand acres of joy! Great grounds to hunt! A few lakes! Very Squatchy! Good times!
Must get back to business though…
We’re heading back to the Bahamas, to finish the album up. Everyone seems to be back on the rails, and focused on the successful completion. From there we’ve decided to launch with a movie, cobbled together with the drone footage of our recent tour…we got some great stuff there…should be…interesting.
While we’re out and about, trying to get this stuff done, the press is a constant presence. Gotta deal with…
I can’t believe the crazy stuff they put out. Interviews are a never ending process, it seems. I never thought I’d make the covers of the trade mags, but hey…I’m not gonna knock it.
This was the interview from the “Making Music” May 2023 issue…
MM- What drives you to put forth the energy you are famous for in your performances?
DD- I have a lot of things that I want to get done before I’m gone. You never know if this is the beginning of a new chapter, or the grand finale, so…Might as well put everything into it.
MM- When did you first think that you would be so successful?
DD- The first time I slid that old machete down the guitar strings, and the rest of the band kicked in. It was an electric experience. Really. Tough to describe.
MM- Your machete is just one of the unique pieces of your tonal toolkit. What else makes your playing so…distinct?
DD- Well…I’m not sure, really. I just do what I do, with what’s at hand.
MM- What does a typical Don Dagger/Squatcher performance require from you?
DD- A pulse….some Waffle House consumption…I dunno…I just show up, and bring my share of the performance.
MM- If you were a tree….?
DD- You’re kidding…right?!…It’s been fun.
MM- Wait…please… What is next for you, and Squatcher?
DD- I guess you’re gonna hafta buy a ticket, and see… Really, if I were a tree?!…we’re done with this interview.
I was just posting my entry when you posted this.
I’m so sorry to read of this! I hope you’re okay! Please, know that I’m hoping for a big “nothing-burger” from this…in regards to your health…seriously. Be well sir!
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LiveeviL2000
Ambassador of Pentagonal Pentatonics
4406Pack
Ambassador of Soothsayer
Mic Miesters new digs , after this voting round.
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Hope your ok Bro!
LiveeviL2000
Ambassador of Pentagonal Pentatonics
We need somebody to stand in for Anus.
^ That statement is so terribly terribly wrong.
^ That statement is so terribly terribly wrong.
mcblink
Ambassador of Riffs & Spliffs
Just having an episode of CVS (been throwing up for nearly 6 days. Yesterday I had some relief, but early this morning I was under attack again)
They gave me fluids and some drugs at the ER, I'm feeling better already. I have been sent home.
I may be able to get this done still after all...I will try
They gave me fluids and some drugs at the ER, I'm feeling better already. I have been sent home.
I may be able to get this done still after all...I will try
Jethro Rocker
Ambassador of Live & Loud Action
Keep the fluids up!!! Don't push it.
Alright then! CVS for 6 days?…not fun sounding. Glad you were serviced promptly! And effectively! Hope you’re past it!
Albatross.
That’s good news bro
mcblink
Ambassador of Riffs & Spliffs
Phew - thanks guys, I am feeling a little bit better after having come home and finally got a bit of rest.
Puke attacks are not new to me by any means, having dealt with this for probably 22 years or so now. But it's maybe 3 or 4 times a year, and almost never longer than about 12-16 hours. And then there's been periods of time - like, years - where I have had zero episodes. For a long time it's been somewhat confusing.
So yeah, after about day 4 I was starting to get a bit freaked out, but still didn't wanna go in, until this morning when I vomited with the force of a thousand suns. I could tell right away that this was only getting worse lol
Anyway, thank you all for the extension, I appreciate it immensely and will put forth my best efforts for the entertainment of my forum brethren!
Puke attacks are not new to me by any means, having dealt with this for probably 22 years or so now. But it's maybe 3 or 4 times a year, and almost never longer than about 12-16 hours. And then there's been periods of time - like, years - where I have had zero episodes. For a long time it's been somewhat confusing.
So yeah, after about day 4 I was starting to get a bit freaked out, but still didn't wanna go in, until this morning when I vomited with the force of a thousand suns. I could tell right away that this was only getting worse lol
Anyway, thank you all for the extension, I appreciate it immensely and will put forth my best efforts for the entertainment of my forum brethren!
mcblink
Ambassador of Riffs & Spliffs
Dagger Don bears a remarkable resemblance to my friend Brent in this picture....:dood:
mcblink
Ambassador of Riffs & Spliffs
So, with some sweet, sweet success finally achieved, I decided that my bad ass needs a new ride this week. I really wanted an F-22, but it turns out that the armed forces won't part with those, only their bulkier and less agile F-35. So I got a different F-22, a Donkervoort, not a Lockheed. Still, it draws the chicks like you couldn't believe. It's like a VW bus in that respect, but cooler in every other way.
I also needed a new place to live, and I thought "Well, Anus, you're a bona-fide badass, you deserve a modest little place where you can relax, and live the good life!" So, I bought Windsor. Not quite as large as I would have wanted, but it will do nicely, plus, I can turn my gear up loud, and if anyone complains, I just have their heads brought to me on silver platters.
I couldn't believe it when I received a call from Scott Rosenfeld of Rilling Stone. He wanted to do an interview. I did not. I don't have time for this stuff, I'm too busy primping my style. But, he promised it would be short, so I went along with it.
Scotty Rosenfeld:
So, Mr. Anus, it's good to be speaking with you today. I wanted to-
Heinous Anus:
Yeah, well? Get on with it then. What do you want?
Scotty:
Okay Mr. Anus, I was trying to ask if you had any-
Heinous Anus:
Any WHAT Scott?
Scotty:
*sigh* You got a beer or something? I feel like maybe if we have a drink together maybe this would go better...
Heinous:
Get your own beer Scott.
[Editor's note: Scott gets up and walks towards Heinous's beer fridge]
NO NO NO. I said GET YOUR OWN BEER. Your OWN. Scott....I do not have time for this nonsense. Please ask me a question already.
Scotty:
Okay Mr. Anus. Can you tell us anything about your new album expected to hit stores next month?
Heinous:
Yeah Scott. It kicks ass, as you might expect of FivESkiN by now. You better go buy it as soon as it's released. And if you don't....well, you'll be quite sorry. It's really a vehicle for me to allow all you lucky sons of bitches to see my smoldering figure, drool over it's existence, and experience auditory orgasms created by yours truly, the one and only Heinous Anus and his trusty band of "skinny" dudes. Now, if there's nothing else, I really need to go get my balls waxed now.
Scotty:
Actually, Mr. Anus, there was one
Heinous:
Stop calling me "mister" you lowly sack of-
Scotty:
Okay, sorry, ANUS, can I shorten it to A$$Hole??
Heinous:
Yeah, I like that. Say it again.
[Editor's note: there were a few moments of awkward silence]
Say it again, Scott.
Scotty:
What, A$$Hole?
Umm, okay then....A$$Hole
Heinous:
Aww jeez, that just gave me a little bit of a chub I think! Thanks Scott!
Scotty:
That's maybe TMI, dude...
Heinous:
Naw man, say it again....
Scotty:
No.
Heinous:
Fine. We'll be playing a show this weekend. You better show up, maybe you'll get lucky and I'll spit my beer at you.
Scott:
Yeah, okay. You're the boss....
Heinous:
Good. See you there. Make sure to buy all the merch, or else I'll send whatshername over to kick your ass.
I also needed a new place to live, and I thought "Well, Anus, you're a bona-fide badass, you deserve a modest little place where you can relax, and live the good life!" So, I bought Windsor. Not quite as large as I would have wanted, but it will do nicely, plus, I can turn my gear up loud, and if anyone complains, I just have their heads brought to me on silver platters.
I couldn't believe it when I received a call from Scott Rosenfeld of Rilling Stone. He wanted to do an interview. I did not. I don't have time for this stuff, I'm too busy primping my style. But, he promised it would be short, so I went along with it.
Scotty Rosenfeld:
So, Mr. Anus, it's good to be speaking with you today. I wanted to-
Heinous Anus:
Yeah, well? Get on with it then. What do you want?
Scotty:
Okay Mr. Anus, I was trying to ask if you had any-
Heinous Anus:
Any WHAT Scott?
Scotty:
*sigh* You got a beer or something? I feel like maybe if we have a drink together maybe this would go better...
Heinous:
Get your own beer Scott.
[Editor's note: Scott gets up and walks towards Heinous's beer fridge]
NO NO NO. I said GET YOUR OWN BEER. Your OWN. Scott....I do not have time for this nonsense. Please ask me a question already.
Scotty:
Okay Mr. Anus. Can you tell us anything about your new album expected to hit stores next month?
Heinous:
Yeah Scott. It kicks ass, as you might expect of FivESkiN by now. You better go buy it as soon as it's released. And if you don't....well, you'll be quite sorry. It's really a vehicle for me to allow all you lucky sons of bitches to see my smoldering figure, drool over it's existence, and experience auditory orgasms created by yours truly, the one and only Heinous Anus and his trusty band of "skinny" dudes. Now, if there's nothing else, I really need to go get my balls waxed now.
Scotty:
Actually, Mr. Anus, there was one
Heinous:
Stop calling me "mister" you lowly sack of-
Scotty:
Okay, sorry, ANUS, can I shorten it to A$$Hole??
Heinous:
Yeah, I like that. Say it again.
[Editor's note: there were a few moments of awkward silence]
Say it again, Scott.
Scotty:
What, A$$Hole?
Umm, okay then....A$$Hole
Heinous:
Aww jeez, that just gave me a little bit of a chub I think! Thanks Scott!
Scotty:
That's maybe TMI, dude...
Heinous:
Naw man, say it again....
Scotty:
No.
Heinous:
Fine. We'll be playing a show this weekend. You better show up, maybe you'll get lucky and I'll spit my beer at you.
Scott:
Yeah, okay. You're the boss....
Heinous:
Good. See you there. Make sure to buy all the merch, or else I'll send whatshername over to kick your ass.
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LiveeviL2000
Ambassador of Pentagonal Pentatonics
For whatever reason, one of the pictures wouldn't load.So, with some sweet, sweet success finally achieved, I decided that my bad ass needs a new ride this week. I really wanted an F-22, but it turns out that the armed forces won't part with those, only their bulkier and less agile F-35. So I got a different F-22, a Donkervoort, not a Lockheed. Still, it draws the chicks like you couldn't believe. It's like a VW bus in that respect, but cooler in every other way.
I also needed a new place to live, and I thought "Well, Anus, you're a bona-fide badass, you deserve a modest little place where you can relax, and live the good life!" So, I bought Windsor. Not quite as large as I would have wanted, but it will do nicely, plus, I can turn my gear up loud, and if anyone complains, I just have their heads brought to me on silver platters.
I couldn't believe it when I received a call from Scott Rosenfeld of Rilling Stone. He wanted to do an interview. I did not. I don't have time for this stuff, I'm too busy primping my style. But, he promised it would be short, so I went along with it.
Scotty Rosenfeld:
So, Mr. Anus, it's good to be speaking with you today. I wanted to-
Heinous Anus:
Yeah, well? Get on with it then. What do you want?
Scotty:
Okay Mr. Anus, I was trying to ask if you had any-
Heinous Anus:
Any WHAT Scott?
Scotty:
*sigh* You got a beer or something? I feel like maybe if we have a drink together maybe this would go better...
Heinous:
Get your own beer Scott.
[Editor's note: Scott gets up and walks towards Heinous's beer fridge]
NO NO NO. I said GET YOUR OWN BEER. Your OWN. Scott....I do not have time for this nonsense. Please ask me a question already.
Scotty:
Okay Mr. Anus. Can you tell us anything about your new album expected to hit stores next month?
Heinous:
Yeah Scott. It kicks ass, as you might expect of FivESkiN by now. You better go buy it as soon as it's released. And if you don't....well, you'll be quite sorry. It's really a vehicle for me to allow all you lucky sons of bitches to see my smoldering figure, drool over it's existence, and experience auditory orgasms created by yours truly, the one and only Heinous Anus and his trusty band of "skinny" dudes. Now, if there's nothing else, I really need to go get my balls waxed now.
Scotty:
Actually, Mr. Anus, there was one
Heinous:
Stop calling me "mister" you lowly sack of-
Scotty:
Okay, sorry, ANUS, can I shorten it to A$$Hole??
Heinous:
Yeah, I like that. Say it again.
[Editor's note: there were a few moments of awkward silence]
Say it again, Scott.
Scotty:
What, A$$Hole?
Umm, okay then....A$$Hole
Heinous:
Aww jeez, that just gave me a little bit of a chub I think! Thanks Scott!
Scotty:
That's maybe TMI, dude...
Heinous:
Naw man, say it again....
Scotty:
No.
Heinous:
Fine. We'll be playing a show this weekend. You better show up, maybe you'll get lucky and I'll spit my beer at you.
Scott:
Yeah, okay. You're the boss....
Heinous:
Good. See you there. Make sure to buy all the merch, or else I'll send whatshername over to kick your ass.