Corey_Lazarus

I bet your mother gives you the Shocker every night. I'm not sure if I'm talking to tnamark or Swiggy...

I'll be working my last night at Franklin Pizza and Deli, and then coming home to eat and sleep because I have work at 8 tomorrow morning. However, if I wasn't working tonight? I'd be watching horror movies with the lights off and looking out the window for cunts that want to try and vandalize my house.

I'm 18, and me, my girlfriend, my buddy Jason, and his girlfriend are all going Trick or Treating together. Fuck you, it's Hallo-fucking-ween, and it's free fucking candy. BLOW ME.

Try picking up smoking as a new hobby, or maybe serial killing.

42. Have a match with bloodshed now and then to sell the importance of the feud. The crimson mask has helped sell how much a wrestler wants to win before, and will in the future, too. I'm not saying have every big feud involve a crimson mask, but don't be afraid to do a little blade now and then, especially since even WCW had bloodshed before Russo joined up.

OH FUCK, YOU SHOULD KILL YOURSELF FOR MISSING THE MOST IMPORTENT TELEVISIEN SH0W EVER, LOLZER!!!!!!

I'm loving the Road Warrior and Thunderdome references.

Stuck with you again Why can things not ever change? Now, I need to smoke

Move to Arizona and sell bottled water to tourists. Lace it with nicotine and other addictive substances, so then any other bottled water would not satisfy their taste, and they'd need to come back to you. Of course, you'll need to print a small label, barely readable, that says your product contains nicotine, and not sell it to anybody under 18 (and really, the majority of tourists in Arizona are middle-aged fuckers from Suburbia).

The smoke that hovers around my head when I'm finishing my first/last cigarette of the day.

45 Grave was fronted by Dinah Cancer (Dying of Cancer...get it?!), who is now in the Hollywood horror punk group Penis Flytrap. Decent tunes by them include "The Dead Hate The Living!" (the theme song to the Full Moon Productions feature) and "Tears Of Blood." The latter of the two isn't very danceable, but the former is with the chanting and all.

**drools over Sheri Moon** Eh, why not. As long as Agent doesn't confuse me with Nevermortal, considering I'm not a rich kid in any sense of the word (the most money I've ever had to my name was $150 last week), and I'm not THAT ghey.

I'd like to echo the previous Misfits mentions, too. None of the Graves stuff, though, aside from "Dig Up Her Bones," is really too danceable. Well, "Saturday Night" might be good for a slow-dance (surprisingly enough), but other than that? Stick to Danzig-era. "Hybrid Moments" is a GREAT dance tune.

I know that Arch Enemy and Shadows Fall are pretty big in Japan, ditto Misfits '98, and that Iron Maiden and Cradle of Filth regularly top the charts in the UK and Europe. Germany is one of the most metal-friendly nations in the world (and can you blame them, since they'll forever carry the Nazi stigma, and their economy was in the shitter for the longest amount of time?), and I do believe France has a growing rap fanbase thanks to MC Solaar.

Pitchfork is horrible. Sorry but if it doesn't sound like Radiohead, or Tom Waits, don't expect an album past 7. That's the jist of it. A really stereotypical reading of the site, but you know, if that were actually the case, I would still be pretty happy with it. They're a site that focuses on music that's usually below the mainstream radar or experimental stuff. That's what I go there for and they do their thing pretty nicely. Some musicians off the top of my head who've recently gotten scores over 9 and sound nothing like either Radiohead or Tom Waits: Wilco, Trail of Dead, Dizzee Rascal, The Streets, Madvillain, The Wrens, Loretta Lynn, Brian Wilson, Franz Ferdinand, Les Savy Fav, Basement Jaxx. I'm sure there are plenty more, too. What I feel baron was getting at is that if a band plays heavy music, Pitchfork won't rate it good. I have yet to see a positive review of a metal record from a newer band (or even a review of a record from a newer metal act, such as Lamb of God, Shadows Fall, and Nile), for fans of heavy music, such as myself and baron and, well, you know..."the metal crew" of TSM, it shows bias and elitism.

A lot of the original Dawn of the Dead soundtrack by Goblin. Also, check out the Deadites. They're a horror-based techno band that do a lot of trancey/gothy stuff. Some songs are even wrestling-based, such as "A Little Extreme" (which is a tribute to Joey Styles).

I'd like to talk about Hatebreed, since they fit the topic at hand. Now, Hatebreed is an odd band. They play a kind of music that doesn't fit in what the major corporations and many music fans would label as "mainstream," that being hardcore, but they're mainstream in every essence. A marketable look? They all dress like they're going to a sporting event, which is how many of the "hardcore kids" dress these days. Marketable music? Every song has the same sound and feel to it, and they have not grown as musicians since forming. Lack of lyrical content? Count how many times the word "destiny" shows up on a Hatebreed album, or how often the songs are about personal pride or honor. They're mainstream without the exposure, and there's no reason for them to be. Oh, wait, yes there is. THEY FUCKING SUCK AND APPEAL TO THE LOWEST COMMON DENOMINATOR OF HEAVY MUSIC FANS. More "elitist" hardcore kids will listen to them still because Hatebreed is the band that got them into the scene, and the mallfucks will listen to them so they seem "underground" and get "street cred" with the elitist fans. They're set for life, and all because they've found a niche and exploited it. Sorry, I'm still just bitter about the band I just left after only being in it for a month and a half. The singer wanted us to be a Hatebreed-esque band, whereas I would have liked to try out incorporating some brutal death, thrash, black metal, and even some rockabilly elements, and the drummer wanted to do more than just double bass and snare. But no. The singer yelled at us whenever we jammed because what we were playing "wasn't core enough." FUCK YOU, MIKE. YOU'RE NOT CORE ENOUGH. You don't acknowledge Black Flag, or Minor Threat, or any other band that helped jumpstart the entire hardcore scene in the 80's, and all you want to do is have me play "Before Dishonor" (Hatebreed) over and over again so we can steal riffs from it. I can't even tell you how many songs of theirs share riffs. Considering they only have 7 songs written? That's terrible. Fuck Warfare, fuck Hatebreed, and fuck mainstream rock. ...wow...what a ghey-ass rant...GO SOX!

I had a 60-minute Iron Man match in No Mercy between my CAWs of Cliff Young and Corey Lazarus. My CAW of Laz in No Mercy SUCKS, though, since it was based on his moves from the first year I used him (I e-fed using Laz, as Slasher Flick can attest to). Cliff was up 5-0 with only 15 minutes to go, and then Laz suddenly UNLOADED on Cliff, nailing big move after big move, and even kicking out of Cliff's T-Bone DDT (his front special) twice in a row. It was SICK. I've NEVER seen that happen before. So Laz then hits a Fisherman's Buster (his front special, since the Ki Krusher isn't in No Mercy, and no game has the Fisherman's Powerbomb that I use as Laz's finish) for a pin, an Enziguri for a pin (since the move I now use as Laz's finish, the End Credits, is a modified Enziguri), a bridging German for a pin, a Crossface for a submission, and a top rope Brainbuster for a KO. So, in the final 5 minutes, score's tied 5-5. Both men are bloodied, limping (and Laz is primarily a speed-based wrestler), and there hadn't been a fall on the outside yet (I set it up for Hardcore rules). So they go outside, and trade weapon shots, and then Cliff hits a LygerBomb through the table for a pin, with him leading 6-5. 1 minute remains, and they're back in the ring, and Laz reverses a clothesline into a Fujiwara armbar for a submission, tie'ing it back up at 6-6. Cliff then gets his Special, but Laz knocks him out cold with 10 seconds remaining using a chair, and Laz wins at 7-6.

"Listen" and "invention" do not rhyme. There's a reason the line is supposed to go "Stop! Collaborate, and listen! / Ice is back with a brand new addition," as the rhyme between "listen" and "addition" isn't too far of a stretch. In closing, you suck. Please die a horrible death of leukemia, AIDS, and nervous meltdown from watching too many Hulk Hogan matches.

But then that would lead to favoritism among the different promotions for workers who travel between them, and TNA doesn't like being told that workers hate it there because of how restrictive the style is, how short the matches are, and how relatively bad (in comparison to other per-match contracts) the payoff's are. Plus, few other indies have as bad of politics as TNA does.

33. Bring in Josh Prohibition and M-Dogg 20. M-Dogg isn't a great worker by any means, and Josh is definitely the better of the two, but both have charisma, both have drive, and both have a small devoted fanbase from their days as Backyard Wrestlers. Hell, they've already been in a best-selling video game!

Spiffy diffy Spiff Likes to hold his banana And feed the dolphins And no, Meatwad. But Petone writes a shitload of haiku's, most of which make no sense whatsoever. That one MAKES sense.

They'd be so much better if the vocalist didn't suck... ...wow, how many bands can you say that for these days?

I'm not saying he shouldn't. Hell, if you've got the money to do something, go the fuck ahead and do it. I'm just saying that Bam's stuff has lost its charm since it went from basically guerilla pranks to full-on Hollywood slapstick (if that makes any sense). Plus, Bam is the kind of person I'd punch in the face were I to know them (the immature, idiotic kind that does things for attention). And he's from Penn? That could explain why "middle class" in Penn looks more like "upper class" in Mass. Since, you know, most of Pennsylvania's property tax is about half, if that, of Massachusetts'.

12. Get rid of the in-ring limits for X-Division workers. 13. Make sure people challenging for the X-Division title work "X-Division style," meaning NO pure old school Memphis heels that stick to the mat (Michael Shane), and NO hosses (Bobby Rude).