name: Bryne
age: nineteen
location: West Melbourne, FL
favorite bands: anything yourmomcore...then there's that one band...takingxbackxwednesdayxforeverxinxaxburningxoctoberxskyx...x..they are so emo even 12 year olds are too cool to fucking listen to them.
hated bands: Any band who intentionally misspells a word in their name
top 5 albums: In no particular order
1) The Lawrence Arms - The Greatest Story Ever Told
2) The Police - Outlandos d'Amour
3) Refused - The Shape of Punk to Come
4) Weezer - Pinkerton
5) RX Bandits - Progress
Make a soundtrack to your life (less than 30 songs please):
Nirvana - Drain You
Ten Grand - I Will Seriously Pay You To Shut Up
Muse - Time Is Running Out
Give Up The Ghost - No Lotion Could Ever Unclog These Pores
Jimmy Eat World - Cautioners
Descendents - Coolidge
Refused - Refused are fuckin dead
The Police - So Lonely
Operation Ivy - Knowledge
Hum - Stars
The Mountain Goats - The Mess Inside
Against Me! - You Look Like I Need a Drink
Between the Buried and Me - Mordecai
The Beatles - Eight Days A Week
Nerf Herder - Welcome To My World
Nada Surf - Popular
The Lawrence Arms - On With The Show
Merle Haggard - Loneliness Is Eating Me Alive
The Beach Boys - Wouldn't It Be Nice
Andrew WK - Ready To Die
RX Bandits - Never Slept So Soundly
The Stereo - Stop Breathing
The Smoking Popes - Pretty Pathetic
Johnny Cash - Folsom Prison Blues
bio(anything interesting you feel we should know): I stutter. My voice cracks. I'm cocky. I scoop ice cream for a living. I drive a Buick. I'm left-handed. I'm dumb. I'm not that funny. I'm ugly. Fuck all y'all
instruments: I had a guitar and never played it. I sold it a weird old guy at a yard sale. Yeah. I got some drums now but mostly I lay my clothes on them. And the snare drum is my dinner table. I attempt to sing but I think I lost my ability to sing high notes after my recent sickness. So shitcan that. For now I just do handclaps
favorite movies: Kill Bill, Wet Hot American Summer, American Beauty, Orgazmo, Pee Wee's Big Adventure, Ghostbusters, Summer School, Fletch, Vacation, Blazing Saddles, Office Space, Pulp Fiction, Snatch, Bad Santa
types of music you listen to: I think by looking at my soundtrack that I listen to just about anything. Except polka. Goddamn I hate polka.
Do you like metallica? Validate. I'm a big fan of good metal, so I must quietly admit that I do like their first four albums. I got to see them live twice for free because I know someone who used to fuck Lars Ulrich. True story.
personal influences: Bill Murray, Chevy Chase as Fletch, Corey Feldman, and my mom
Random Thought Provokers: So then the squirrel says, I don't even like nuts
What makes you laugh?: Things that are too big to be practical, like huge sunglasses, or a steering wheel, or a banana.
If you had an endless supply of money, describe your lifestyle: I'd pay somebody to wipe my ass with a hundred dollar bill. Then I'd pay somebody else to clean it off so I could still spend it.
Who is your hero?: Fred Savage in The Wizard
Whats your best characteristic?: My ability to turn any situation into a hilarious romp
Whats your weak point?: Getting accepted into communities
Who would you want to be tied to for 24 hours?: No one. That would fucking suck.
How many pairs of underwear do you own?: Uh...like 15
Seriously... Where does the other sock end up?: In Washington where President Bush is having a massive blanket made out of all of them. Republicans. Fuck.
Who do you blame for your mood today?: I'm a pretty good mood, so I blame everyone who didn't piss me off today
Have you ever seen a dead body?: I thought I was on top of one a couple times
Is a blowjob cheating?: Yes, especially if you knead the balls
Do you drink/smoke/do drugs?: Nah, not for me. I'm already fucked up enough
What should we do with stupid people?: Throw them overboard. It's not like they'd be able to swim. I mean, they're stupid.
What happens after you die?: I hear your bowels let loose and you crap all over yourself. Man
How big is your bed? Big enough?: It's a queen size waterbed, so yeah, it's big and wavy
How long do you think you will live?: 67. Write it down.
Do you respect your parents?: Yeah, for the most part.
I'd write you bitches a story, but I'm too busy snorting blow off this hooker's chest. Forget you guys.
Here's a picture of me.