The Red Hot Chili Peppers and I have a bit of a love-hate relationship.
I love listening to their music.
I want to be able to play their songs in Rock Band.
I was excited about Blood Sugar Sex Magik being made available for download.
The Chili Peppers hate me.
OK, maybe not the Chili Peppers, but the programmers over at Harmonix and Electronic Arts are probably laughing their asses off right now.
"Guess what. Boom only got ONE star on 'They're Red Hot." ONE star! A blind chimp could get one star on accident!"
I need to learn how to play a funk riff if I am going to have any chance of playing this album.
I also need to learn how to spell "their." So frequently I transposed the "I" and "E." Shameful.
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"That is me. Sometimes I find I need to scream."
I'm certainly ashamed of you're pore spelling. Try thinking of it a "the" "ir", that helps me win there getting awl over me about my spelling.
"Shiiiiiiiiiiittt."
Also, the Peppers may or may not hate me as much as you, but my forearm and the boy's fingers are tender.
"Yeah."
Thank you for having us over... and abusing us with plastic instruments.
"Lay me down, lay me down, lay me down, oh, lay me down."
Oh, and dashing my hopes about free replacement instruments.
"It's kinda nice out here. I think I'll stay a while."
I posted that at 10/1 at 10:00. Weird.
Also, wouldn't that be "Boom can't get past one star... even if you give him a one armed, dyslexic drummer (as a handicap?) and a pre-teen boy (as a balance to the handicap)." Therefore you only got approximately one third of a star.
You obviously didn't wear him out enough, boom. He's just excitedly set up his brand new drum set and is wailing away at it. Do you have jealousy?
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