Gear Giggles
I'd rather he talk minutes for 6 inches if you know what I mean
And get em' this weekend, cheap!
On the 4th of July, we celebrate America's decrepit birth.
Your quest for the golden tone ends here
Fun Fun Fun til their daddy takes the Shred Sled away
Between this and that Dream Theater post from a couple days ago, I'm ruminating on the creation of toygods.net.
You've heard of progressive metal, now enjoy REgressive metal!
Or Kirk Hammett over Motley Crue. Or George Lynch over Iced Earth. Or
Okay true, it is gold
You might not catch it at first, but pay attention you'll catch a detail that will change how you see
Scott Pellegrom hangs a lampshade on it like a boss.
Dude, you're probably just not picking hard enough.
In some sort of crude sense, which no vulgarity, no humor, no overstatement can quite extinguish, the physicists have known
"Hey Marco, want to audition for Dream Theater?" "Dream What?" "Dream Theater." "What Theater?" "Dream Theater." "What what?"
