I was really hoping this would be career defining…
From the previews, the movie looked solid. It looks like they lampooned everyone who's got it comin' to em'. I've run out of apostrophys.

Yeah…that shit's fuckin' "Stairway To Heaven" compared to "Fuel" or "Master of Puppets."

For what it's worth, I'd rather listen to Maladroit Geeen Album and Make Believe in an endless repeat than hear a Metallica album once.

What's your problem? Do you listen to Metallica? I'm guessing not, you only listen to the best music, right? Not a slack in your Ipod, I bet.

Yeah, I'd string her lute.

Yeah-ya. Ya'll listen to Metallic-ya. That's gay-ya.

Not that anyone's listeninig anymore but, fake Chauncey is making me look bad. I don't fucking watch network TV. At all. I am actually kind of offended by this asshat now.

I spelled it all phonetic-like, the way Norm says it in jail.

Hey…you and I are the same height. That is neat.

Sounds like a metaphor for the Bush Admin.

Yeah. Don't you remember Grover-gate? He was pictured wearing an SS hat, which single-handedly caused the Holocaust.

Yes, Gozer is correct. Next I'll list shit Grover has done to soil the waters of PBS.

Gos also makes the terrorits bomb civilians, helps the Giants beat the Patriots (obviously the Giants were praying harder in the locker room), hates fags, listens to all our prayers, and on top of it all he gave his only son to death so Larry "The Cable Guy" could live.

Tenacious D's first gig
"We're here to save some fuckin' trees."

FAIL!

Rediculous. Way out of line. Way out of line. You know what hurts worst is the lack of respect. Well, the other thing too. Rediculous.

Yeah. If you guys make fun of me thirteen or fourteen more times, I'm outta here!

You know, Tranny Ramirez. More than half of these posts aren't me. Especially the Plop-Plop ones. Someone obviously finds baby talk amusing, and I'm told Joe11 was run-off with this tactic. But don't hate the Game, hate the fake Playa.

In Nazi Germany, Plop-Plop goes fake Chauncey!

CHAUNCEY HAYDEN GO PLOP-PLOP!