Tuesday, October 5, 2010
I hate people
You can always tell when the assholes are texting. Their chins are pointed down and they are looking out the tops of their eye sockets. Hey, FUCK YOU!
Welcome to Thee Crapshack!!!
Welcome to Thee Crapshack.
You probably want to ask: Why two "E"'s instead of just one? Well those two E are's are for a double dose of my extremeness.
You probably also want to know: Why Crapshack?
Well a Crapshack is one of those stores that seems to be full of all kinds of decorating shit. You can barely move around in the place without knocking something over. The kind of place that you can't figure out how they would stay in business selling all those tchotchkes if they weren't made in China by a bunch of political prisoners. It's the kind of place that sells about 400 types of scented candles, repop Victorian glass doorknobs, fake rusted watering cans.
Well this is a blog for motorcycles (choppers and cafes) and music (mainly garage, punk and garage punk, and lo-fi and garage rock revival.) It's also about culture, some of it lowbrow and some of it just plain shit.)
So sit back and enjoy!
You probably want to ask: Why two "E"'s instead of just one? Well those two E are's are for a double dose of my extremeness.
You probably also want to know: Why Crapshack?
Well a Crapshack is one of those stores that seems to be full of all kinds of decorating shit. You can barely move around in the place without knocking something over. The kind of place that you can't figure out how they would stay in business selling all those tchotchkes if they weren't made in China by a bunch of political prisoners. It's the kind of place that sells about 400 types of scented candles, repop Victorian glass doorknobs, fake rusted watering cans.
Well this is a blog for motorcycles (choppers and cafes) and music (mainly garage, punk and garage punk, and lo-fi and garage rock revival.) It's also about culture, some of it lowbrow and some of it just plain shit.)
So sit back and enjoy!
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