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Hey cocksmokers. Vinnie here. So Chad and I used to work at a used record store. Our nerdo boss, Eugene, fired us because we were "rude to people" who totally deserved it. Like this one guy wanted to buy Judas Priest's 1997 album...JUGULATOR?!?!?...and this dude wanted to sell these nu metal cd's to us...idiot. and this dude thought Ozzy was just a tv dad...fag...so we got fired. then we got desperate looking for jobs. we even dog-sitted Eugene's dog...that was kinda fun because we found out that Eugene listens to Aerosmith, he's got Toys In The Attic in his record collection. We also found out that he has weed. We found his "mother's medicinal marijuana" and we smoked that shit and got the mad munchies and boy was he pissed when he got home and saw us eating all his food and smokin dat shit. Speaking of weed...one christmas Chad got ripped off by his stupid wigger faggot dealer, and he sold him skank weed. Well later on Chad claimed he saw Dimebag Darrell...and expected me to believe it. apparently, Dime is Chad's 'guardian angel'...uh so what else can i write here? one time Chad and I met 2 rednecks in the woods when we were drinking beer and slamdancing...they called us commie hippie bastards...i dont know what else to say...SEE YA LATER MASTURBATORS!!!
