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it pisses me off that we can never see the ramones as a family
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But at least your wife and kid can sit around and drink PBR chilled in a Ramones coozie. Look on the bright side.
Oh my God! Linette is so pretty. And, well you know your daughter is gorgeous.
But, were you able to see the Punk:Attitude documentary on IFC? or was it Sundance?
Aren’t you worried about what happens after Pabst gets converted into breast milk?
Mark, check the link. Is she a member of your family? I know I’ve seen that eye somewhere before….
Mark, have you ever seen the Ramones “End of the Century” on DVD as a family? Please advise. I saw while in the hospital. It’s awesome of course.
Kez, why were you in the hospital… Too much breast milk and Pabst?
It’s a deadly comination.
I hear it killed Belushi.
“Too much breast milk and Pabst…” what the fuck are you talking about… I only asked if you’ve ever seen the Ramones “End of the Century” on DVD…
I was in hospital for recent panic attack from high blood pressure. Those goddamn meds don’t do a damned thing.
I was making reference to an earlier comment, Kez. Relax. I wasn’t trying to out you and a closet breast milk and Pabst drinker.
As for “End of the Century,” yes, I have seen it. Linette got it for me this year for Father’s Day, along with a nose hair trimmer!
How’s that for punk rock?
(And sorry to hear about the panic attack that sent you to the hospital… It’s pretty cool, however, that they were showing End of the Century. The last time I went to the hospital with a panic attack, they didn’t have anything nearly that cool on the TV.)
And, yes, Brian. That’s my sister.
And, no, Chris, I haven’t seen that documentary.
Does that photo depict the end of a blown kiss, or the beginning of a slap?
I am relaxed! Gosh! Can you bring me my chapstick? I don’t feel so good. Darn! I am relaxed!
I forgot to mention it yesterday, but I found “End of the Century” to be depressing as hell. I felt so bad for everyone in the band that wasn’t Johnny. What a prick… For all the times I’d seen them play, it never crossed my mind that it could be like that, that it was so much like any other shitty job.
After reading that Johnny Ramone interview in Spin last fall, I can’t see them as a family either. [rim shot] But I would like to get my youngling out to see Elvis Costello, once she is born. Maybe at Meadowbrook or something.
I never realized until I saw EotC that Johnny stole Joey’s woman, and that’s what the song “The KKK Took My Baby Away” was about. That was a revelation.
No, you have to settle for the Boogers.