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Originally Posted by Stormtrooper of Death
Great just bloody fucking great. So I'm talking to my guitarist today. He's been given and opportunity to try out for this other local band. Great, he should go for it right? Basicly, the rest of the conversation amounted to, fuck you kyle, I'm leaving, this shitheap band isn't going anywhere, fuck off. So now I need a guitarist, I could switch over, but I only know two chords and am a far better bassist. Plus on top of that I've been searching for a female singer, I like the sound a girl would bring, but no luck, everytime I try, they don't like what we play, so it's down to me singing and playing bass and a drummer that doesn't show up half the time. Great. Fucking great, always grinding me down ain't ya?? Step on the little guy all the time. Sure Matt deserves to head up our group, even though he doesn't know shit about the topic, no Kyle, you just research the small facts, we don't care. Sure Kyle, we support you in life, except your life choices. This trip will never happen Kyle, you can't pull it off. No Kyle you have to work double shifts all the time, be a good worker now, work hard. Sure Kyle, I'm still you're friend, but I'm busy for this whole month because of more pressing outings with my real friends, so you can't come. Sure Kyle, you're a great guy, so that's why I talk about you behind your back. Sure Kyle, you're a very smart guy, but we know you're really not. Sure Kyle, you're going to go far in life, but we know yoiu won't. Go for your dreams Kyle, even though we'll step on them and crush them, follow our orders, we can't have you going off on your own now.
I think that's about it. I've been holding it in for about 2 months, I needed to do that.
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