Infamous record label owner Allen Klein, who played a key role in the demise of the Beatles and also nabbed control of some of the Rolling Stones’ best-known songs, died in New York on Saturday after a battle with Alzheimer’s disease, a spokesman said. He was 77.
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Well at least he finally let
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holy butt fuck it’s time for my rock of crack!! i love it!! so smooth when it goes down!
heres a photograph of me when I was ten years old with my man michael!
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Nevermind
holy butt fuck it’s time for my rock of crack!! i love it!! so smooth when it goes down!
heres a photograph of me when I was ten years old with my man michael!
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Its not worth it!
Really?
“Punk rock” cred is as stupid as the Catholic church invoking papal authority. It does not matter. It never did matter in that way.
When I see people writing and posting dumb-ass crap like this, I feel disappointed in a way that I don’t usually express.
I have said things in public that make me wince. I have regretted them and managed to try to explain that I did not know or realize how bad a stupid joke could reach. That did not change the fact that I goofed up. Ask Cookie about “Give Daddy Some Sugar,” if you want to scratch the surface on that one.
I think the dividing line is really hard to realize. Figuring out whether someting is funny or not to a wider audience can be difficult.
That is the real crux of the whole thing. The important thing is to realize when you’ve goofed it up. I won’t stop fucking up, but I will admit that I’ve done it. Writing something to a wider audience should entail at least responding to your idiocy. I know that I have.
Nevermind is a better response than beating the shit of someone. It’s also better than me deleting the bullshit that someone puts into the public record.
A-holery, indeed.
I agree, Samantha. Nevermind is enough said.