The excuse always runs something like "i'm not part of your scene it's just the music i listen to!" Then please keep it tuned to one-o-four-point-mall because your couch-assed ideas are giving the me the kind of headache that only a friend can. if you think that this is a about endrhyme or past time then I apologize for bothering you, I'll gladly leave you to your shopping mall-shit toothed grin-easy fucking listening-dr pepper-convenience store-taco bell subculture