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The Perspectives of Johnny


I know it kills, I lost two grandparents to smoking. But let me tell you this they both lived until they were eighty and calling their lives happy is a vast understatement. Also they smoked four packs a day for over fourty years. Do the math...

I will be very content with living until I am eighty. As Dennis Leary quite intelligently stated smoking cuts off the last couple of years off of your life and to be honest those are the worst years of your life. You can barely function or do anything without anyones help. Who would want to live like that. I sure as hell don't.

IT KILLS STAMINA!! Not really the only time I feel the effects of smoking is when I am ________.. I would rather not say online haha.. I still run work out train for fights and play soccer evrey day of my life and it has no effect on my body. Now am I writing this so that everyone gets up and buys a pack of Marlboro? NO not at all unless you do already smoke I don't reccomend it. It's just way too expensive nowadays.

And you know what really gets me when I walk around my Universities campus and people come up to me and say hey Johnny thanks for getting me into smoking you asshole??? (THIS REALLY HAPPENS) How the hell did I get you into smoking I don't understand that but whatever. I guess people do not have enough self control to watch me smoke and not pick up a cigarette (freaking morons).

Anyways I digress smoking is bad for your health and it is too costly, but I smoke and I thoroughly enjoy it so leave me alone about my habit.

Enough about that rant


Driving down Hylan Blvd about a week ago listening to my favorite radio show (The Jason Ellis Show) is where I heard about it. Ironically the only people not to give a flying shit about Jacko were the first one's to report on it, about an hour before anyone else including TMZ.

The song ended and the intern entered the room "Hey uh guys Michael Jackson is dead" A burst of laughter came from my speakers. "God damn child molester deserved it, All monsters must die someday.. and on and on and on."

I could not believe my ears at first this bastard died and everyones laughing well that's just not nice.. But then I got home and saw over one thousand facebook, twitter, myspace etc bulletins "RIP MJ you were my hero"

BULLSHIT he was your hero.

And this is where my pity turned into unbridled rage and anger. He went from being the creepiest bastard in the world to a saint in a matter of 24 hours. Everyone of his records became the top sellers on itunes, every piece of MJ memorabilia skyrocketed in value and everyone became a fan.

NONE OF YOU WERE FANS BEFORE HE DIED. NONE OF YOU...

Everyone of you jumped on the Hollywood MTV bullshit pumping insanity loving bandwagon and now you are all his biggest fans. The funny thing is if one of his songs turned on your radio chances are you would change it and start cracking Jacko jokes.

Now I do not want to take away from him as an artist because he was a great one and an better dancer, but do not venerate the man. He was a child molester, a sociopath and a overall creepy dude. While in court on over 11 chargers of just terrible things he paid the prosecutors over twenty million dollars to settle the case, because it was taking such a tole on his life. Bullshit it was, he just did not want to go to jail and see what real molestation was like.

The worst part of the whole situation was that the bankrupt city of Los Angeles (500 million dollars bankrupt to be exact) held a 1.4 million funeral service for him. I swear to God if Jesus was alive today and died he would not have such a lavish funeral.

And my next point... why the hell was Jesse Jackson there?
And since when was Jacko the leader of the black community? The woman has not been black in over 25 years...

I really dunno the whole thing is just very strange to me.

All I can ask is that you look at his life and see is she is the person you should be looking up to and emulating... and even morso worshipping like that of a god...

Well I'm done because i just ashed my cigarette all over the keyboard and can not think of anything else to write about...

LET THE HATE MAIL BEGIN...


KINGS... Kings is a new NBC show which is a modern day/ alternate universe take on the old testament. HRMMM? Sounds intriguing to you? Well it is. It's actually a very very good show. Well produced good acting blah blah blah ya know all that good stuff, and the occasional action sequence.
The pilot was very choppy. The first actual episode was much better and as I write I am watching the third. And it's very interesting... Anyways enjoy the show on Sunday nights at 8pm...

Johnny

Saturday, March 28, 2009

My favorite song of all time...

All Along the Watchtower written by none other then the minstrel Bob Dylan


There must be some kind of way out of here
Said the joker to the thief
Theres too much confusion
I cant get no relief
Businessman they drink my wine
Plow men dig my earth
None will level on the line
Nobody of it is worth
Hey hey

No reason to get excited
The thief he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke but uh
But you and I weve been through that
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hours getting late
Hey

Hey

All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Bare-foot servants to, but huh
Outside in the cold distance
A wild cat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl
Hey
Oh
All along the watchtower
Hear you sing around the watch
Gotta beware gotta beware I will
Yeah
Ooh baby
All along the watchtower

Monday, March 23, 2009

WATCH THIS TRAILER...

ITS GOING TO BE AMAZING..... STARRING JOE PETITO AND COMPANY.. THIS IS MOST DEFINITELY GOING TO BE THE GREATEST FILM EVER MADE...EVER



Brooklyn Knights - The Danny Flanery Story from Anthony Petito on Vimeo.

This is just a tentative list...

Anyone with a club house...
Anyone who speaks highly of their ball point pen...
Whoever invented the fleshlight...
People who say surely...
White people... who try to rap and whose name is not Joaquin Phoenix...
Whoever is the artist for Spongebob Squarepants...
The nation of Laos...
The Beastie Boys...
Anyone who drives really slow, because they THINK they have a nice car even though they truly don't...
People who attend the Westminster dog show...
Whoever decided that Battlestar Galactica should ONLY run 4 seasons (fucking morons)...
Whoever won best supporting actor this year at the academy awards instead of Robert Downy Jr...
Whoever decided the Watchmen needed to be ONLY 3 hours long...
People who sell rap cd's in times square...
Idiots who BUY those rap cd's in times square...
The Naked cowboy...
People who blog...
People who verbally assault me in clubs (da da tch YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE.. God I'm funny)...
Hrm...
People whose name rhymes with Raurine...
Ginger kids...
Wanna be vampires...
Wanna be black people...
Wanna be ANYTHING...
Fake Metro-sexuals who wear nike sneakers tisk tisk -10 fabbbooooo points...
Anyone who gives or takes away "fabo" points...
The creator of PINKBERRY...
People who call Vaginas cookies...
People who BASE their life off of the horoscope...
Psychics...
People who do not believe in the end of the world...
Anyone who doesn't enjoy the original Battlestar Galactica or Star Trek The Original...
People who play the wii obnoxiously...
People who need to be right...
People who do not use commas...
Rapists...
People who make fun of people who make fun of people who make fun of Jews...
Whoever hates Howard Stern...
The Movie voice guy...
Anyone who still plays pokemon...
That annoyingly loud guy on the ferry...
That bitch in the cafeteria...
The guy who always asks for ID EVEN THOUGH YOU HAVE BOUGHT CIGARETTES FROM HIM FOR 5 YEARS...
People who tell you smoking kills.. Like I didn't know already...
All of the Mole people...
Daniel Boone...
The Voice of Stewie Griffon...
Girls from Coney Island who think they are big shit because they are French... But does she speak French?? NO!..
WHITE MEXICANS...
Anyone who hates Edward James Olmos...
Whoever decided to stick Doctor Manhattans penis in my face for three hours...
Indiana Jones...
Luke Skywalker...
The Jedi In general...
The artist from Who Framed Roger Rabbit...
Clint Eastwood...
Sean Penn.. SIKE
All non lethal cats...
Cars with less the 400hp... mohaha
umm
Non-satellite radio...
Mc Donalds...
People who wear Italia track jackets...
People who wear any country track jackets, who isn't at a sporting event...
Argentina...
People from Kuwait (lmao that ones for Zeek... feh nu ata)
Any country that was beaten by Germany in WWII...
Anyone who does not speak German...
Anyone who is not 6 foot tall...
Anyone who does not hace blond or gorgeous black hair...
Anyone without blue eyes...
just kidding...
but not really...
umm
The entire world of warcraft...
Supermodels in Science fiction tv shows...
Porn?
Dr. Pibb soda...
Chuck E Cheese...
The Cryogenically frozen corpse of Walt Disney.. It's time to let go Walt... you racist son of a bitch...
Goofy freaking moron...
Pierre Mondrian...
Anyone who actually enjoys post modern art or architecture...
Every color in the world but black and white...
Moral Flexibility...
Flexibility...
The United Kingdom...( NOONE LIKES YOU )
Animals that make it alive from oil spills...
Every kind of dog other then the GERMAN SHEPHERD...
Penguins... seriously they serve less then no purpose (oh yea I went there)
Midgets...
By midgets I mean midgets WITHOUT magical powers...
Cowboy Troy...
Ripped condoms...
Ribbed condoms as well..
Fake leather jackets...
People with henna tattoos...
Pakistan and India... GIVE AMERICANS THEIR JOBS BACK YOU SATAN WORSHIPPERS...
People who pretend to know karate...
Silicon...SIKE...
Salt water taffy...SIKE...
Implants done using only salt water taffy... DOUBLE SIKE...
People who find the need make fun of people with turrets.... PISSSSSSSS
Club Promoters lol...
People who hate tea...
People who hate macbook laptops...
All of Bollywood...
Thailand...
Vietnam...
All of South East Asia...
People who are not from America but celebrate the 4th of July...
People from England...
Anyone who ever burned an American Flag...
Every Rapper...
R & B artist (HAHAHA artist)...
Hip Hop people...
People who roller skate...
Nickelback...
People who play second life...

More to come


AND THEN YOU'LL GET A CAKE LIKE THIS AND CRY ABOUT IT... SO JUST STOP IT...
NUFF' SAID...
johnny





I just felt like stating the obvious over here....
johnny

Which animal will get the bananas off the coconut tree first?

A. a lion

B. a monkey

C.a giraffe

D. a squirrel


Because people are starting to make Doc Manhattans manhood the centerpiece of Zack Snyder's 130 millon dollar super hero epic.. "THE WATCHMEN". Or as it's being called now.. DOCTOR BLUE PENIS..

The movie was well made and very interesting, with a great plot and fantastic acting. But I could not get over the fact that for 3 hours whenever Doc Manhattan was on the screen every tween in the audience began cracking penis jokes.. I mean come on the movie is rated R. So why are there 14 year old kids in the theater in the first place, but regardless. The movie was still fantastic, and quite interesting.

Alternative history at it's finest. But the penis jokes really kill the movie and it's quite annoying especially in the context of how SERIOUS the film itself is.

Anyways yea I just felt like pointing that out..
johnny




First off I just want to say that I love Eastern European women... (Croatia, Chezch Rep., Slovakia, Albania, Serbia, Montenegro, Bosnia, Herzogovina, Poland, Russia, Belarus, Lichtenstein, East German, Lithuania, Latvia, Romania, Bulgaria, Ukranian, Moldova, Macedonia, AND Austria). Here is a tentative list of some of the reasons why I love these women...

THEY HAVE...
1. Perfect facial features...
2. Either Blonde, White, or BLACK AS NIGHT colored hair..
3. They all have Blue eyes...
4. They have respect and honor..
5. I find smokers attractive.. ( Yea... you're guess is as good as mine)
6. Communists/Communism are/is hot..
7. Women who speak more then only English turn me on.. (if you speak German you get extra points)
8. Sexual deviants.. (oh yea haha)
9. They only wear the color black (it's an eastern european thing [ironically my entire wardrobe is black aswell]).
10. They are Culturally intellectual
11. They have (and I quote) great chests.. (no comment)
12. Such strong confidence..
13. Great temperaments (just like golden retrievers) [just kidding don't hurt me].
14. They carry themselves with the utmost poise while being quite sexual about it...
15. Pronouncing W as a V and J as a Y turns me on for some odd reason..
16. In any situation the can hold their own with or with out anyone's help..
17. The most charming women in the world..
18. They know first hand the meaning of hard work and they are never afraid to get their hands dirty ( no pun intended).
19. They all know WAY to much about soccer.
20. Probably smarter then anyone you know. WHILE also being the most beautiful woman you have ever met.

Like I said before these are only some of the reasons why I love them so damn much....

johnny


American Idol is quite possibly the worst show ever made.. The concept is amazing and the whole thing is "cool." (For twelve year old girls, gays, and 98 year old women). Regardless this show is the CULMINATION of everything I currently hate about The United States of America..

CARBON COPY PEOPLE... It's so funny I mean it is like really really funny.. Ya know you see the people going into the auditions dressed in their regular clothes, with their yellowed teeth and dirty sneakers (nothing wrong with any of this).. Then the second the live shows start.. BOOM everyone looks like carbon copied bull shit gold.. It's really amazing.. Their teeth are white (this bogles my mind) their clothing is impeccably generic yet undoubtably cool for California and the Mid-West (where if ya wanna be cool ya gotta be fake), and every aspect about them has changed (for the faker). It's just freaking bizarre and it gets worse every single season...

INDIVIDUALITY MUST BE FORFEITED...
Anyone who looks different or acts different then the norm is immediately shot down and conformed into the AMERICAN IDOL MOLD.. This goes with the carbon copy BS....

NOONE CAN SING ROCK...
I Have nothing else to write about this... A good rocker has never made it far on the show, and actually I'm happy about that at the same time as being pissed off because real rockstars make it on their own not with American Idol....


MORE TO COME SOON....

Friday, February 27, 2009

Why can't anyone ever just relax?


Maybe it's just me, but it seems like noone can ever just sit in at night and relax. The second class ends on friday 99.99% of these people think they are celebrities and club hop in order to make themselves feel important and "trendy." To me this stuff is just strange and I really do not understand it. Can't we all just take a night make some tea watch a movie and relax? Or is that just too gay to ask?

Words can not encompass how funny I find this...


Only in America... Only in America can absolute crap like this be put on the television.

Then we wonder why the world is in the state it is now. How can we as Americans, more so and Human Beings allow this kind of garbage to be on network television?






So please stop trying to give me opinions on the way I write it's really just plain obnoxious. It's my blog (aka anything that pops into my head). So as a favor to me stop telling me how and what to write. If you're such excellent writers and "bloggers" make your own, because as I have already said I don't care what you have to say... ON THE OTHER HAND... Positive feedback is always welcome and greatly appreciated...
Johnny



COMING SOON...


Let's play some word association... (Yay word association)
I'm going to name some things are you are going to answer with what you think I'm talking about... Ready cuz I know I am...

Hair Spray...
Fake Tan...
Ed Hardy...
Coach...
Huge jewelry...
Painted on eyebrows...
Fake Coach...
White Cars...
Cascada...
Starbucks...
Not pronouncing the letter R...
Chewing gum that cracks like a whip when chewed...

Ok boys and girls what do you think it is???
A transvestite in chelsea?? WRONG
A guido? ? WRONG, but very close actually
A transvestite in chelsea on a wednesday night at 3 am?? WRONG but much much closer...

Ok I get it you guys give up... So i'll give it to ya... (drum roll)

A "TYPICAL" Staten Island Girl....

(that was so stupid sorry for that I really feel bad about it, but what ever)


Staten Island is often known as the the lost borough, the dark borough, or the dump. Well if you ever go there you can easily see why it's called that. In spite of it's rolling hills...( of garbage) and vast variety of tanning salons Staten Island and Staten Islanders (NOT ALL OF YOU, JUST THE STEREOTYPE) are really just not like anyone else in the City of New York... or in the world, or Universe for that matter.

But I'm not here to talk about Staten Islanders.. I'm here to talk about Staten Island girls, and that is exactly what I will do.

Fake tan obsession? I don't get it.. Why do you want to take your skin and make it orange, it makes literally less then no sense to me (maybe because I'm naturally tan but that's irrelevant). Tanning, stretches and destroys the skin to such ungodly degrees that it is not even worth mentioning, not to mention it just looks silly when when it's Christmas Day and you are black as the ace as spades. But regardless the girls are absolutely in love with their fake tans.. I guess it goes good with their fake personalities (ouuuuuuuu yea I went there....) next topic

Fake stereotypical personalities, based on fake stereotypical fantasies? I wish to God Himself that I could go back in time, find whoever wrote the film "Mean Girls," and light his script on fire, after throwing him out of the window of his apartment. My ex girlfriend and I watched this film not to long ago, I sat there in astonishment while her and her Biff (that's idiot speak for friend that you use when you're bored) recited every single line in the film WORD FOR FREAKING WORD. This movie is the apparent goal of most every girl on the Island. They are like the "MEAN GIRLS in the film... mean, fake, rude, obnoxious (I'm really gaining points over here in this blog.. oh well I'll get readers and that's all that really matters to me anyway, but remember all my typical SI girls who are reading.. IM JUST DOING THIS FOR LAUGHS I LOVE ALL OF YOU,[ now please don't have towwwnnyyy and jowwwyyyy beat me up on the way to my caaaaeeerrrr tumawwow])....
where was I... oh yea umm I said fake, rude, obnoxious... hrmm did i mention fake, rude, and obnoxious? But back on topic these girls are hilarious...

Superficial is and understatement... "omg did you see his ____ (inset anything here [ie. clothes, hair, body, car, skin... you name it, and it has no real world value... it will fit])" The typical Staten Island girl is a superficial being who only cares about monetary items and STATUS over all else. If they were told that jumping off a bridge would gain them popularity and a false sense of prestige they would do in in the bat of an eye. It's really sad, but it's true and it's not gunna change..

Typical Staten Island girls are DISCLAIMER DISCLAIMER I DID NOT SAY THIS "The typical Staten Island girls are raised by a generation of woman who lived their lives by the same ideals and morals so in turn they raise theyre offspring to live vicariously through them to achieve what they could not yet these young girls face the same fate that theyre elders came into contact with just to continue this brutal and meaningless cycle of low self esteem and self mutilation (starving themselves, tanning, whoring themselves out, dolling themselves up.. all forms of self mutilation).." -Will J aka. Sam Winchester

that's enough for now expect more in a little while...
johnny

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Snuggie?



The Snuggie is by far the most hilarious product ever made by mankind...
I can not even write about it without laughing.
So please just enjoy this spoof commercial..
thanks a lot
johnny

Well I guess people finally caught on (damnit). Nothing went on all week on campus week (boo). Girls wore make up, their were no pledge books/bags/magazine etc etc.. in sight and everything was kinda bleak and dull... I kinda feel like there was a no socializing rule that I didn't know about, because other then like one or two sororities the whole place looked dead (Jesus maybe they really were zombies). But yea nothing was going on anywhere all week..


I am so very depressed, after a full week (plus a few days) I was having the time of my life. Everyone was miserable and contemplating just horrid things, whereas I was walking around campus with a smile that could blind a new born. 

But now everything is covert, everything is secretive, and everything is hiding from me. Oh well only one thing I can do... I gotta wait until something amazing happens...then completely blow it up outta proportion and make it funny.. (Cuz i'm the funny guy.. little BDS reference for ya).

Sorry for this not being all that interesting or anything special, but I promise the next one will be. Cuz even if the day sucks I will run around doing insane things until I get something worth writing about..

sorry...
johnny

About what you're doing at every moment of the day... Jesus God almighty what makes you think that you are so high and mighty, so freaking interesting that I really care WHEN you are cleaning your dogs shit or when you're in the shower.. 


It's absurd, not only do I not care, but seriously I don't think anyone cares NOOOOOOONNEEEEE cares... So stop it. 

I'm really sick and tired about hearing about your daily plans.. Do you want to get raped on your way to the Starbucks with Jeanine and Ralph. I'm just curious, because the whole world knows what your doing and when your doing it. So do me a favor, not even, do yourself a favor, do the freaking world a favor and stop telling us everything because NO ONE cares....
johnny

College relationships are in my opinion a farce (if you're too stupid to know what a farce is, well it means a joke). 


Then again I'm the guy who feels that relationships in general are a joke, my longest one lasted less then a month. This didn't happen because I did anything wrong, but because after a while it just seemed to me that the other was really immature and has not the slightest on acting normal, or holding themselves in an honorable or respectful way. But regardless....

I love you, I love you too.... excuse me while I vomit.. It's fake, love is a man-made emotion created by the Russell's Chocolate company and Trojan condoms so they can make a helluva lot of money.  Ok now that's not all true, but it is for the most part.
I hear it, read it, see it all of the time. People telling their booby (oh yea that's ehh... that's idiot speak for boyfriend) how mush dey wuv dem... aww but not really. My question is how can you LOVE someone you just met? Or alright even if you've known them for months or even years how can you LOVE them??? Love has been cheapened so much. Love is defined as an intense feeling of deep emotion. If my book if you have an intense feeling of deep emotion about anything then you really need to break out the straight jacket but that's just me.
Ya see everyone wants to find their soul mate (duh) as do I, BUT I'm not going to throw myself into a titled "boyfriend girlfriend relationship" (so freaking lame sounding) just because I feel that I found that one true person (standing outside of L'amour smoking a cigarette and having trouble standing up). 

College is the training ground for the rest of your life. You are supposed to go out with your friends, develop relationships, and experience new people, so that when your college career ends you will have a solid understanding on how to deal with others in the REAL world. Because remember College is not the real world. (it's more like the Matrix, without Keanu Reaves [thank God])

Be free have fun... go get coffee with different people go to clubs and the movies with anyone you want.. HONESTLY... if you can give me a list of ten (VALID) things you get out a relationship I will delete this blog and call myself a jackass.. Because that's just the thing, at this point in our lives there is absolutely no need for a significant other.. it's just the "oh em gee they met in college and got married so it could like totally happen to me (meanwhile you saw that BS on MTV and they are paid actors)." 

I really don't understand why people can not just have friends who they go out with do whatever with have a great time with and keep it title less.. it's just mind boggling to me.

So My challenge is posed... write me a list of ten things you get out of a relationship and I'll delete this blog... But if it sucks I will do something silly...
johnny


Saturday, February 21, 2009

Why I hate the Internet...

The internet is a breeding ground for the scariest, weirdest, most creepy, vile hearted sick individuals. I mean look at it this way... 


Myspace, Facebook, etc etc they have millions of people (most of which are half naked in their pictures) giving their full names, the towns they live in and their screen name. With this information I can (and I'm not even one of these sick people   [well I am a sick person just I'm not a stalker{ or maybe I am who really knows}]) click on a random person, then go to their towns yellow pages get their phone number and If I wanted their address so that I could do whatever sick thing I wanted to do to them. To me this is just one reason why I hate the internet. Because we have become way too comfortable with the notion that no one is really out there to get us.. Everyone's out "FRIEND".... YOU HAVE NO FRIENDS. If you are considering strangers you've never met before your friends then you need some mental help and a good dose of reality. 

Craigslist is one of the weirdest websites ever formulated. Basically a website that was meant to be competition to EBAY has become a den of drug dealers and prostitutes.. I mean don't get me wrong I'm sure like at least 10% of the items on CL are real, and not code for sexual practices, but other then that the whole thing is absurd. Every day when you open the paper or read online, you can see article and article about Cragislist and the arrests made because of it and what not. EXAMPLE... There was a brother being ran in Red Hook, Brooklyn where money was called roses and women were called tea. So basically for twelve dozen roses you could .....You get the point, but yea police caught on and made arrests. This is why I hate craigslist, because they took a good idea and they ruined it, and now if you buy something off of it you might have a small Thai boy end up at your house and no one needs that on their conscience.

 INTENT... Another reason I hate the internet is because it is very very dificult to read someone's intent.  You can say "I hate you" to someone and it be perceived in literally fifty thousand ways. From "wow that person hates me to Oh emm Gee he really likes me, etc..." People can not decipher how you feel and this can lead to so many problems . The main, NUMBER 1 problem is that no one prefers to talk on the phone anymore. Instant messaging, Facebook walling *new verb* and texting have taken the place of spoken word and IT SUCKS I HATE IT... I would rather hear what you have to say, rather then read and try to figure out what you meant.  

I do not understand internet lingo. H3y3 how r u d0oo0o0oen b4b7?"  I feel like I'm reading Russian when people type like that, and even worse is this, "HeY wHat'S uP B4bY D0lL." That is by far the most annoying thing you can do to me. Um what else...  eh enough for now expect more in a little while...

Johnny




THIS IS ONE OF THE GREATEST SONGS EVER WRITTEN. ANYONE IN THE WORLD CAN PLACE THEMSELVES IN IT. Top 10 songs of all time (in my opinion).


I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"

One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world

It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become

Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world




EFFECTS OF ROCK BAND: THINKING ONE CAN SING, THINKING ONE CAN PLAY AN INSTRUMENT, THINKING IT IS OK TO WEAR GUY-LINER AND SPANDEX, THINKING YOU ARE ACTUALLY COOL, THINKING GIRLS WILL LIKE YOU BECAUSE OF YOUR ROCK BAND GLOBAL RANKING, ONCE AGAIN THINKING YOU CAN SING, AND THE LIST GOES ON AND ON AND ON AND ON....

This game is a creation of Satan himself. Raising an entire generation of posers. Not even like posers that actually try to play instruments and are bad, but rather posers that think because they can beat "Free Bird" on insane difficulty, makes them real musicians. 

Now don't get me wrong, the game itself is amazing. It's a lot of fun and it is basically jsut a great way to kill time and work on your hand eye coordination. But when you start going to rock clubs and cafes and dudes are going around talking about how good they are at Rock Band there is most definitely a problem. Here's a story for ya... So there I am sitting in my favorite rock spot, the most popular band of the evening gets off stage and starts talking to some fans, when all of a sudden some jacked weirdo with two sleeves of tattoos and a pony tail runs up to them and starts telling them how he could play the song they just covered so much better then them... in Rock Band. The best part is the band got upset with the dude saying things like "Yo dude I'll rape you in Rock Band you dun even know."  So now I'm there like... Are these guys seriously arguing whose better in Rock Band right now. Needless to say they both stormed out of the place staggering drunk back to the bands house for a Rock Band battle. (Quite possibly the lamest bunch of people I have ever met). 

But now back on topic. We all know rock is the best kind of music, if you disagree I don't care because it is no matter what you say. And we all know that there is nothing wrong with loving rock and wishing you were a rockstar (because we all wish we were [right Nickelback?]). But now just because you LOVE the power of ROCK N' ROLL and you are the best Rock Band guy in your neighborhood, ya gotta remember that does not make you a rockstar. It doesn't give you carte blanch to walk the streets in spandex and eyeliner and wreck hotel rooms just because you couldn't beat "Killing them Softly" in front of all your fans.

YOU ARE NOT MUSICIANS GET IT THROUGH YOUR HEAD.

Actual musicians spend years of their life perfecting their craft, whereas you guys picked up a set of fake drum sticks and started hitting the pads, so now you feel that you're a world class drummer or bass player or whatever just because the game says you are.. You guys are just plain lame, you should all go apply for jobs at Zumies with all the other posers. 

On that note I gotta go make me some lunch...
Adios

Friday, February 20, 2009

THE SECOND WORST BAND OF ALL TIME...

Tokio Hotel... The biggest disappointment to Germany since World War II.  COMING SOON....

Thursday, February 19, 2009

DISCLAIMER...



I AM NOT CLAIMING ANYTHING ON THIS BLOG TO BE TRUE OR FACTUAL. IT'S PURPOSE IS TO ENTERTAIN YOU, RATHER THEN TO OFFEND YOU. KEEP THAT IN MIND WHILE YOU ARE YELLING AT ME. 

SINCERELY YOUR FRIEND...
JOHNNY 


1. I'm actually informed and I write full length articles.

2. I do not call myself a queen.
3. My hair is a solid color.
4. I do not need to draw on pictures to make people laugh. (I draw on people to make people laugh)
5. My name is not Perez.
6. I HATE Lady GAGA 
7. Unlike Perez my blog was not made to ruin lives. Only to exploit them for cheap laughs and shock humor.
8. My name is not Perez.
9. I do actually think Paris Hilton is a moron.
10. Just look at his picture,
I promise to God that I do not edit this picture in any way.. He actually looks like that.

I DID NOT WRITE THIS.. THIS IS A CNN POST THAT I DECIDED TO PUT ON MY BLOG BECAUSE I FOUND IT EXTREMELY INTERESTING...(Men see bikini-clad women as objects, psychologists say - CNN.com)


CHICAGO, Illinois (CNN) -- It may seem obvious that men perceive women in sexy bathing suits as objects, but now there's science to back it up.New research shows that, in men, the brain areas associated with handling tools and the intention to perform actions light up when viewing images of women in bikinis.

The research was presented this week by Susan Fiske, professor of psychology at Princeton University, at the annual meeting of the American Association for the Advancement of Science.

"This is just the first study which was focused on the idea that men of a certain age view sex as a highly desirable goal, and if you present them with a provocative woman, then that will tend to prime goal-related responses," she told CNN.

Although consistent with conventional wisdom, the way that men may depersonalize sexual images of women is not entirely something they control. In fact, it's a byproduct of human evolution, experts say. The first male humans had an incentive to seek fertile women as the means of spreading their genes.

"They're not fully conscious responses, and so people don't know the extent to which they're being influenced," Fiske said. "It's important to recognize the effects."

The participants, 21 heterosexual male undergraduates at Princeton, took questionnaires to determine whether they harbor "benevolent" sexism, which includes the belief that a woman's place is in the home, or hostile sexism, a more adversarial viewpoint which includes the belief that women attempt to dominate men.

In the men who scored highest on hostile sexism, the part of the brain associated with analyzing another person's thoughts, feelings and intentions was inactive while viewing scantily clad women, Fiske said. Visit CNNHealth.com, your connection for better living

Men also remember these women's bodies better than those of fully-clothed women, Fiske said. Each image was shown for only a fraction of a second.

This study looked specifically at men, and did not test women's responses to similar images.

A supplementary study on both male and female undergraduates found that men tend to associate bikini-clad women with first-person action verbs such as I "push," "handle" and "grab" instead of the third-person forms such as she "pushes," "handles" and "grabs." They associated fully clothed women, on the other hand, with the third-person forms, indicating these women were perceived as in control of their own actions. The females who took the test did not show this effect, Fiske said.

The findings are consistent with previous work in the field, and resonate, for example, with the abundance of female strip clubs in comparison to male strip clubs, said Dr. Charles Raison, psychiatrist and director of the Mind/Body Institute at Emory University in Atlanta, Georgia. Raison was not involved in the study.


THERE WAS A LOT MORE BUT I FEEL THIS WILL SUFFICE...

Johnny


oh and btw I do not see bikini women as pieces of meat... thanks. 

Ya know many people come up to me (because I'm famous and all) and beg me to explain to them what makes a perfect girl. (Actually noone has ever asked  me this, but whose keeping tabs anyway, right?) Me, being the connoisseur of women that I am am happy to give you my opinion on the topic. Actually lets be honest for a quick second I am by no means a connoisseur of women. No girlfriend, no mistresses, maybe I should be the one asking for advice, but then I guess I wouldn't be the celebrity right ha ha ha (joking laugh)... but now on to this useless crap.. (seriously I can't believe anyone is reading this).


THE PERFECT WOMAN...
I want to preface the entry with looks are not everything... In fact some of the most gorgeous women are completely arrogant, unintelligent, and down right mean.. With that said the perfect woman has to be freaking SLAMMINGGG....(just kidding, but not really). Now mind you I'm not going to define freaking SLAMMINGGG because remember this is a family friendly blog (cough, families who read about sororities, Nickelback sucking, Nazi Demon Strippers and the like) So yea like I said although looks do play a major role in the "creation" of the perfect woman there are other important factors too. Such as: personality, taste in films, taste in music etc etc etc. (Insert witty remark here) 

For example, today while doing some "connoisseuring" (stalking) I found a woman whose favorite movie was (drum roll) THE BOONDOCK SAINTS... (yea you know who you are..[cough call me]) Um well anyways I was very impressed that she had ever heard of the film, but even more impressed that she was reciting lines and blah blah blah I just lost my train of thought.. (this is really boring even to write haha). So yea anyway the perfect woman has to have a similar taste in films as me for starters.

NEXT... she can not listen to rap or even say it's music. My perfect girl is a rocker or a jazz chick (even though I think most of them are like either sixty years old or...well umm anyways). To me what she listens too is a clear representation of where the girls head is at. (ie. if she's listening to Hannah Montana you're probably going to go to jail for statutory rape [It's a really tough charge to beat], or if she's listening to Bone Thugs and Harmony your probably going to press charges for being raped). With all that said the perfect girl needs to have my taste is music cuz let's face it guys... Who wouldn't want to be with a girl who listens to David Bowie..seriously.. Moving forward..

Sense of humor... This is the key part to finding the perfect woman. If she can not take a joke or tell one (or if she tells stories with no punch line even though that's a whole nother story but yea..) she is out. I don't care if she is stunning, her favorite movie is 300 and she listens to Gerschwin while listening to my blog sipping Tazo™ and singing Irish folk songs.. if she can not be funny (moreso find me funny) she's dead to me (a little godfather for ya there). Basically she needs to have my sense of humor..Next...........

Personality... Let's be honest if she's good looking enough personality means nothing...
naa just kidding (I'm really not, but most of my readers of female so I gotta appeal the masses) personality is key (I think Hitler said that, but what-ev's). I've gone out in the past with beautiful women, whose only downfall was their personality, so me Johnny K local celebrity (in my own sick sick mind) can tell you first hand that the personality thing is not a joke it really is true and makes a whole lotta sense if you just pause the porno and think about it for a second. Simply put she will need to have my personality...

Now I'm not an opinionated person or anything, but I must say some of the most perfect girls I have ever met are the ones who have no idea how perfect they really are. Ignorance is really bliss. 

So yea this is the recipe to create the perfect woman (I keep saying create, must be my German side acting up again.. oh well) 

PERSONALITY+
LOOKS+
SENSE OF HUMOR+
SIMILARITY TO ME+
TASTE IN MUSIC+
=
THE PERFECT WOMAN.....

So to wrap this God awful blog up.. if you know anyone who meets these standards or if you are one please I'd like to meet you (even though I don't think you exist, so in that case if you are an imaginary woman please call my imaginary cell phone and maybe we can go on an imaginary date or something)...

I hope you enjoyed it, as much as I hated writing it...
Johnny

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

The Greatest Movie of all Time..





UNDER CONSTRUCTION...

Who am I? 

My name is Johnny (yea I know I'm just reiterating it for all of those that missed it). I live in New York City.I am in college (nay a University). I go to *BLEEEPPPP* University where I study Public Relations also known as the art of spin. I want to be a master of spin (god that sounds so freaking cool [ Johnny K MASTER OF SPIN]).

My hobbies are training in Muay Thai, Brazilian Jiu Jitsu. I also enjoy reading, salsa dancing, playing the drums, speaking like a newscaster into the mirror, soccer (Futbol damnit), cooking, and learning new languages. (Yes I'm perfect I know). I also am a film buff. (And a narcissist for that matter) My favorite films of all time are: The Good the Bad and the Ugly, and The Boondock Saints. 

Nationality wise I am a mostly German, and Spanish (from Spain).
Ya know that really bothers me. I tell people that I'm Spanish, and they go... "oh my god you're a Mexican I would have never guessed." Now there is absolutely nothing wrong with being a Mexican, but being Spanish and being Latino are two completely different things get it right. Ifsomeone is Spanish they are from Spain, if Latin they are from Latin America.  Ok phew now let's see.. I do speak Spanish, a strange Valencian dialect you'll probably have trouble understanding me if you speak Spanish (Valencian Spanish has a lisp,.. anyways).  I also am very good in German. My French, Russian and Italian is eh, but my Arabic is getting good thank God. I really love languages. (The name's Bond, James... nvm)

My favorite book is the picture of Dorian Greh , I really can not tell you why because I have no clue, and my second is the Dark Tower Series by Stephen King (even though I can not read through it without passing out).

My favorite band is the Killers, closely followed by Avenged Sevenfold then Gerschwin. I only listen to rock, jazz, German and Russian Rap. ( I HATE RAP IT IS NOT MUSIC).

WAIT A SECOND...
WHAT GIVES ME THE RIGHT TO WRITE (tongue twister) ABOUT ALL OF THE TOPICS THAT I DO?

Well actually, nothing I suppose. I have no right to critique anything or anyone for that matter. But being how I am a human being (moreso an AMERICAN) I feel that I have the right to write about what ever I want too whether you (yea you, you with the busy eyebrows) like it or not. That's my reason for this blog. I just write what I see, and how I feel. I hope you enjoy it and find it funny. 


So I'm sitting down on a beautiful spring day over a cup of my favorite Berry Lime Tazo™ and wondering to myself what the hell happened to all of the Guidos. On a day like this I would usually see big juicebags with Channel™ sunglasses ten times too big for their heads with matching earrings walk around with protein shakes, but where are they... Seriously where are they? ( I need something to laugh at)

Has the guido sub-culture finally died out?
Has the days of going to a club, bar, library and seeing orange skinned, spiky haired, glow stick totting, ripped jeans blazing, gold chain blinging, ITALIA track jacket wearing guidos finally over?

Nah probably not, but what I do find interesting then is where did MOST (not all just MOST) of them disappear too? Did Guido-Jesus come and rapture them away to the PACHA in the sky, or have some of them seen the error of their ways and become regular human beings? 

Personally I have no clue, but what I do know is that most people who were at time guidos completely deny the fact that they ever were. On top of that when you call a guido...a guido.. they will probably go into a fit of roid rage and stab you with their twelve inch spikes yelling something along the lines of "waiii bra, arr youus like serious rite nowa." This actually happened to me. True story I called a friend of mine a guido once, and he was so upset we almost ended up in a fight. But I did not wanna make him cry because his mascara might have dripped and we would not want that, now would we. There's really nothing worse then an oompa loompa with running mascara and a crown of daggers on their head ( sounds like a bad trip... anywaysssss). 

"Hey bras arr yous guidoss but like ehh dun wanna be ike dat ne mowe? den uhh wea ed hardy like tha stufff is like crazy, and uhh like i sawwa like the gottis in it so like yo it must be some legit stuff bra" 

I FIGURED IT OUT...

All of the guys walking around in Ed Hardy tee shirts masking their fake tans and huge earrings. This is what happened to the guidos.They have not gone extinct, rather they believe that by getting crew cuts (mad buzzed heads yo) and wearing Ed Hardy, Affliction, Smet etc etc. they are no longer guidos. Therefore the subspecies of guidos have been born. Modern day culture has not yet given them a title, but I am sure they will have by next week. 

This was really random and pointless but I felt like writing about it so yea 


So it's 8:30 on Tuesday, damnit I'm late. I did not even have time to get my Tazo™ and note pad. So I run (gracefully sachet) into the cafeteria and what is this I see? Makeup, smiling faces? Did the Americans come and liberate the Caf? No even worse... One of the sororities pledging ended. BOOO!!! Who am I going to torture what am I going to write about, damn this is really terrible... BUT ALAS I looked around and what did I see, but one of the other sororities. Faces of contempt deep in their pledge books writing some bull about God knows what. I could almost see a tear from their eyes.


On a side note a pledge book is a notebook where the pledges need to write a whole bunch of nonsense such as: family tree, numbers, greek alphabet. blah blah blah. BUT if GOD forbid someone steals it.. the things that their sisters make them do is sadistic. (ie. A German Shower, or listen to Lady Gaga) So the guys who are pledging their fraternities have been playing a fun game.. They call it. Steal the F&^%$g Pledgebook and run like hell... It's a really fun game actually. It's kinda like well... never mind I don't want to be arrested. But yea the guys have been doing this for the past couple of days and it is pure comedy. I will be walking down a hall way, and I'll see some dude sprinting trhough people then some gaunt disgusting girl with no make up and zombie like clothing stumble (due to the lack of sleep) after him. 

Now I by no means am a mindreader, but I am an extremely perceptive person (stalker). And what I can see from looking into the souls of those other girls were thoughts of anger, jealousy, malcontent and blind rage. But before they could make an emotion one of their pledging sisters slapped them with a glove and said in a stern but loving voice "There is no such thing as freedom of thought in our sorority." The sister who was slapped quickly scurried into the kitchen to buy 12 dozen bagels for her big. (FAKE STORY STOP COMING TO ME CRYING) But I digress all of these happy faces was really starting to get to me. 

Tears rolling down their eyes but this time not out of the pain of not being able to wear make up or have their fat circled and called "slut" for 9 hours, but rather because finally after all of the (5 days big deal) Hell they put up with they were finally in. Girls who just days before if given the opportunity would have stabbed a sharp crayon in their bigs left eye are now hugging and kissing and blabbering on about with them. The common phrase of today was.. "It was so effingg worth it" (then I add) "Look at my nifty 25$ sweatshirt, betcha you don't have one at home." 

"I LOVE MY SISTERS"cried one somewhat deranged girl while running around the caf.
"I QUIT SMOKING" Yelled another ( while suspiciously smoking a cigarette). 
Regardless It was a day so Epic that if it had to be incapsulated in a single word, that word would have to be ACTUALLY NO... Here are the  synonyms for the word Pretentious: ostentatious, showy; overambitious, pompous,artificial, inflated, overblown, highsounding,flowery, grandiose, elaborate, extravagant,flamboyant, ornate, grandiloquent, magniloquentsophmoric flashy, highfalutin, la-di-da,pseudo. Catch my drift? 

I really cant think of anything else to write unless I wanna have to defend myself. And in spite of eight years of Muay Thai and Brazilian Jiu Jitsu *yea that's why I have the balls to write this crap* there are now more of them then rats. ( I AM NOT CALLING THEM RATS BEFORE YOU ALL REPORT ME FOR HARASSMENT) 







Once again it's 8 a.m. I find myself sitting at the same table surrounded by the same people except now they look like a bunch of well.. umm hrmm let's see how can I put this?

Have you ever seen the film night of the living dead? Well I have, and I gotta say that I can swore that I saw a couple of the extras today in the cafeteria. I was about to start bustin' caps as one would say but then I realized that they were not zombies but rather pledges.

I thought the no make up thing and the destroyed clothing was a joke at first. But oh my God how I was wrong. Make up is a gift from God even greater then that of fire... I wish I could rewrite history and say that Prometheus stole Maybelene from the god's and gave it to women.

The highlight of the day was seeing some pledges parade themselves in lines according to size order... The last time this happened, well... Let's not go there. But come on this is not San Quentin it's a college cafeteria.

Btw to all my souless readers I tried some new lines on the one's who could not speak to me today. Many of which I refuse to type, but the one that really made my day was when I went up to this girl who SWORE ON HER MOTHERS SOUL that the Sororities would never make her do any of the things she was then doing because they "ARE MY FRIENDS". I went up to her in front of all of her compadres and said..." Heyyyyy aren't you the one who said that these girls were gunna go lite on you because they are wrapped around your finger (then walked away)." From the sounds of flesh on flesh, then later jaw on curb I could tell that my work there was done.

The Nazi's started yelling at me for being soulless (psh me soulless I didn't just curb stomp your pledgie that was you) and an arrogant piece of [insert obscenity here]. I love it.

WRAP UP DAY 2:
Well as it seems to be a great majority of the juicy stuff is going to be done off campus (boo), but I have decided to not rest until I get some more epic tales. Truth be told, I really am not as soulless as a person that I seem. I do have feelings and emotions. It's just that all of these people have bee ntelling me how easy it is going to be for the past SIX MONTHS and now that it's the time to step up to the plate they are all crying to me.. "Oh my God Johnny you were right blah blah blah blah blahhhhh." Introspectively though I would love to do all of the things they are doing. How on earth they aren't just laughing in the sororities faces is just beyond me. I mean I am not a trouble maker by no means (well other then this blog) but if someone six months older then me is yelling at just because they are wearing a 25$ sweatshirt with letters on it, oh God how fast the retribution would be. ( I mean unless the Fraternity/Sorority was National and you are actually getting something out of joining it, then AND ONLY then would I MAYBE [and when I say maybe I mean like Hell has to be frozen solid and John Grisham has to write a good book] maybe consider the whole thing, but other then that I think these people are out of their minds.
Stay tuned for part three.

Monday, February 9, 2009

Week One part 1... Welcome to Hell.




Well guys it's Monday now, 8 a.m. to be exact. I'm sitting in the cafeteria. I am the only guy surrounded by a sea of Nazi SS-like Sorority girls and their pledges. The pledges are sitting at tables in dead silence, being educated about their sorority and the glorious things it they have done. Like that one time in the Summer of 68' when the bake sale made 120$ and they all were overwhelmed with happiness and bought matching sweaters. Back to reality for a moment only one though.

* On a side note I have been to Auschwitz, Dacow and a plethora of other god-less places in this world but none of them, NO NONE OF THEM compared to the horrors that I witnessed today. *

I digress, the pledges all sat there in dead silence no make up, hair undone, dressed like women of the street (not even like regular women of the street, just plain old mole people) http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mole_People. I think my comrade who will go nameless said it best when he entered the cafeteria and exclaimed "This is just god-awful and atrocious ( then proceeded to walk out)." I could not have said it better myself.

Did I mention the kicker? THEY CAN NOT TALK TO ME. Over joyed when I was assured of this. I took it to my advantage. Hey ladies.. No response.. Hey mamasitas.. No response..
Alright now I'm perturbed these women are not breaking for anything.. So I stopped..... (for now, because ya know what guys it's only day one I have seriously fourteen more days[at least] to go at this.) Plus the SS troopers were yelling at me, and my days of fighting the Nazi's off are far behind me.

WRAP UP DAY 1:
Day one really taught me a lot about the psyche of a woman, and how fragile it really is. No make up, hair undone and being dressed like a mole person really can make a girl cry as I saw today time and time again. Personally, I do not feel that any of these things were absurd, not even in the least. Regardless, women do truly find the whole thing daunting, not even because of the fact of the things they "ARE ASKED" to do but rather because as, one girl screamed today...
"I THOUGHT THEY WERE ALL MY FRIENDS." They were, and they are, butttttt if you want to be part of the Secretive Society of the Prancing Mermaids you're going to have to go through some serious hell. On that note I'll be back tomorrow to report on more of my findings.





(ON ANOTHER SIDE NOTE: NO FRATERNITIES WERE SEEN TODAY ON CAMPUS, GOD KNOWS WHAT PSEUDO-MASHOCHISTIC THINGS THEY WERE DOING IN THE DENSIONS OF THE SCHOOL, but seriously one can only imagine lol)

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Pledging Week 1...


Which organization will be the most enjoyable to follow? Only time will tell... It's noon on the Sunday before pledging begins, I will be giving you an in depth look into the pledging processes of these organizations. Although not one of them will be mentioned by name, and no information leading to any arrests or suspensions will be disclosed.
The idea of these posts is not because we want anyone in trouble or anything of the like. But rather because we find the whole concept of "going greek" a tad comical, and the fact that over the next to weeks people will be making complete fools of one another in public area's is very enticing as well. Basically we are just going to report on our hilarious findings... I hope y
ou all enjoy.
Johnny

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

THE WORST BAND OF ALL TIME...


Nickelback is the worst band (if you even want to consider them that) of all time. If I did not have to expound on this I wouldn't I would literally just leave it at that, but I can not so I will not. 


Alright now with that out of my system let us try this again.....

Nickelback is a band from Alberta, Canada (ayy). Their genre of rock is post-grunge Canadian Rock, also known as absolute garbage. Their band consists of lead singer (and quite possibly the most hated human being next to Hitler) Chad Kroeger, Mike Kroeger, Ryan Peake, Brandon Kroeger and  Daniel Adair. It's kinda like a post-grunge Canadian rock family band (it's very original). 

The band has a very long list of sold out venues across the U.S. and Canada. This is because of their catchy and pseudo-badass lyrics. They sing about sex, drugs, and rock and roll in just about every one of their songs ironically though I doubt they have ever experienced any of the three. Despite that the fans keep pouring into stadium after stadium to listen to repetitive and completely skill less music. 

Nickelback's most recent album is called "Dark Horse." It was co-produced and written by grammy winning producer/songwriter Robert John "Mutt" Lange. The album is the top of the charts in just about every significant country other then Sweden, Russian, Italy, Belgium, and Ireland. Other then those five nations the world is in love with Nickelback. In fact only three weeks after it was put out the record was given a Platinum ranking by the RIAA (a highly coveted and prestigious award). Is it possible that I am the only non-believer?

Nickelback's most popular song is called "I wanna be a Rockstar." Here are some of the lyrics "I'll get washed-up singers writing all my songs... 
Lip sync em every night so I don't get 'em wrong... 
Then listen to the fans tell me how damn good I am"
This is so very funny to me because it sounds a heck of a lot like Nickelback themselves. They have been accused of lip-synching, they do refuse to acknowledge how much they really are disliked and they also have a washed up song writer writing all of their lyrics. Maybe they themselves are a "bunch of wanna-be big rock stars" as they so eloquently sing in their hit. But once again this is just my opinion.

"It's remarkable ... Nickelback capitalized on the two most popular music trends of the '90s - grunge and new country - and almost formed their own hybrid genre. But they also retain their popularity by sticking to the exact same formula, relying on the exact same chord changes." National Post 2/3/09

The main problem I have with Nickelback is that every single song sounds exactly the same. In fact on youtube.com their is a video where you put one head phone in one ear and one in the other and it plays a different Nickelback song in each ear and they completely wash each other out and sound identical. YouTube - Nickelback Doesn't Change (PLEASE WATCH THIS)

Despite all of that like I said earlier their music is catchy. It's the kind of music you hear and without realizing it start tapping your toes and your feet too (but then you stop doing after you realize it's them). Basically, Nickelback is a rock band who is just trying way too hard. It seems to me like they completely sold out on themselves because, although a four year old can play their music, they still do have talent somewhere in themselves. The vocals of Chad Kroeger are not bad at all, they are only repetitive. If Nickelback stopped trying to appease the bubble-gum pop generation and actually became the rock band they should be, then maybe I can take the title of "WORST BAND EVER" away from them. But like I said until then it is not happening. 

But hey, when you are making the money they are who cares if you are loved or hated or what ever, I would probably sell out too. And it's a very sad fact but it's very true. Most people, no matter what the case when offered enough of something that they want will do what ever the other person tells them to do. It's just a sad fact, and Nickelback is no different. EXCEPT they are pumping out completely miserable music.

(DISCLAIMER: Despite all of that I still do keep their CD in my car because like I said their tunes are damn catchy)