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[Ei aihetta]Keskiviikko 30.04.2008 05:50

VITTU MTÄ FEIDAUSTA

[Ei aihetta]Tiistai 29.04.2008 22:03

Mis kaikki dokaaaa huameeeee D:D:D ???

[Ei aihetta]Tiistai 29.04.2008 03:15

Sano HEP, jos olen kaverilistallasi.
Tämä mittaa ihmisten rehellisyyttä.
Ja ujoutta.
Muistakaa kävijälista.
Sanottuasi HEP, kopioi tämä omaan päiväkirjaan ja katso kuinka moni uskaltaa olla SINULLE rehellinen.

[Ei aihetta]Sunnuntai 27.04.2008 22:00

Kiitetään ny porukkaa mukavast seurast ja hyväst illast eli:
Joni,Vallu,Otto siis koko DS porukka, ja sit saara,paula,iiro ja iiron muija

[Ei aihetta]Torstai 24.04.2008 18:52

wolkhadaaaa ->

[Ei aihetta]Torstai 24.04.2008 15:29


COME AND GET IT! Woo! We got some fresh vittles for your fat chicken-ass
to snack on, bitch!
So here, start wit' a slice of this fresh piggy pie, mother fuka!
The first little piggy, his house is made of wood,
He lives in a chicken turkey piggy neighborhood.
He likes to fuck his sister, and drink his moonshine,
A typical redneck filthy fuckin' swine!
I rode into town with my ax in my holster,
Everybody knows about the wicked piggy roaster.
A farmer at the border, he tried to take me out,
I drew my ax with the quickness, and cut his chicken feathers out!
Walked in the village, and to the piggy's place,
He opened up his door, and popped me in the face.
It blew me off the porch, and cracked my head in half,
But I'm a Juggalo, so it only made me laugh. (Hehe!)
Forty in hand, I rose from the dead,
And threw with all my might, I made a ping noise off his head.
Since we out west, I had a little fun,
And pulled his fuckin' tongue out the back of his cranium!

(chors)

Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie.
There's nothing like the squeal when you hear a piggy die.
I might use a gun, (No!)
I might use an axe, (yes!)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks!

The second little piggy, his house is made of brick,
And this little piggy is a mutha fuckin' dick.
He sits on his bench and gets all the respect,
But if I get a chance, I'm goin' straight for the neck.
He walked in the room, and everybody rose,
Lopped off bucket chillin' underneath my clothes.
First they let the piggy, now you can finally sit,
But what this piggy don't know is he's about to get his neck wet!
Now I see the bailiff, I'm thinkin' what the fuck?
I can smoke this room before his hearing aid will pick it up.
Old-ass man, I let him get away,
That tired mutha fucka, probably die tomorrow anyway.
Here come the piggy, it's time for my case,
His eyes are blood red with a wicked lookin' face.
He saw my joker's smile, and sentenced me a dime,
So I whacked on the bucket, made it fuckin' rain pork rinds!

(chorus)

Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie.
There's nothing like the squeal when you hear a piggy die.
I might use a knife, (No!)
I might use an axe, (yes!)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks!(x2)

The last little piggy, his house is made of gold,
He lives in a mansion on his own private road,
I started walking down it, the guard he told me wait,
I bounced off his head and did a Jackie Chan over the gate!
Cuz this little piggy, must definitely fry,
I'm a lop his nugget off and toss it in the sky.
And then I watch the moon take the form of the devil,
And pull it out the sky, and beat it with a shovel.
People in my city, they fight for they meals,
He sleeps on a mattress stuffed with hundred dollar bills.
A richie is the devil, he never really did it,
So I'm a take his money stack and stuff his face wit' it.
Opened up his door, he's sleeping in his bed,
I grabbed a brick of gold laid it upside his head.
He begged for his life, I told him it's too late,
It took away his dough and watched the devil suffacate, cuz I need



Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie.
There's nothing like the squeal when you hear a piggy die.
I might use a gun, (No!)
I might use an axe, (yes!)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks!

[Ei aihetta]Tiistai 22.04.2008 03:38

Miku kulta täytti 18 <3 jeij

[Ei aihetta]Maanantai 21.04.2008 23:06

#. 1300 Micrograms - Acid for nothing
A: Amon Amarth - Death in fire
B: Bullet for my valentine - Eye of the storm
C: Cannibal Corpse - Cyanide Assassin
D: Dope - Pig Society
E: Ensiferum - Deathbringer from the sky
F: Finntroll - Midnattens widunder
G: Gehenna - Angelwings and ravenclaws
H: Hate Eternal - Facelless one
I: Iron Maiden - Number of the beast
J: Jazphemy - Fusionism
K: Kingston wall - with my mind
L: Lamb Of God - Ruin
M: Mistreat - James earl ray
N: Norther - DOWN
O: Old mans child - seeds of the ancient gods
P: Pantera - Becoming
Q:
R: Riku avanto & spermaiset nakit - äkkiä viinaa
S: Sepultura - rattamahatta
T: Turisas - battle metal
U:
V: Venom - black metal
W: Wintersun - Beyond the Dark Sun

[Ei aihetta]Lauantai 19.04.2008 05:10


A black day dawn at horizon where winter hearts our battlefields
the ultimate frostage desire snowflurry drifts these plains
Since the blast of primaries we've conquered against the storm
throning with will and the sound of battle never ends...

Tragedies blows at horizon : we ride as one our battle rages on...
Tragedies blows at horizon : we die as one our battle rages on...

Thundering coloums of fire majestic against the breeze
Gleaming my scepter at hand the wind altogether silent
Frozen of heart awaken from a time and risen
by the dying breeze and the sound of battle never ends...

Tragedies blows at horizon : we ride as one our battle rages on...
Tragedies blows at horizon : we die as one our battle rages on...

<3 WHERE THE HELL IS MY AIRSTRIKE !!!Perjantai 18.04.2008 17:05

Bel-Air Emos
Now this is a story all
about how my
Life got flipped turned
upside down
And I'd like to take a
minute just sit right
there
I'll tell you how I
FUCKING CUT MYSELF WITH A
RAZOR BLADE

In west Philadelphia born
and raised
On the internet is where I
spent most of my days
Chillin' out, maxin',
postin' pictures of myself
that I thought were all
cool
And all cuttin' my wrist
outside of the school
When a couple of guys they
were up to no good
Started makin' trouble in
my neighborhood
I got in one little fight
and my mom got scared
And said, "You're moving
to a mental hospital in
Bel-Air"

I whistled for a cab and
when it came near
The license plate said
fresh and it had dice in
the mirror
If anything I could say
that this cab was a bore
But I thought, "Nah,
forget it. I'll cut myself
more!"


I pulled up to the home
about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabby,
My life is nothing.
Looked at my kingdom I was
finally there
To sit on my throne as the
first emo of Bel-Air.