I decided to do a bit of a food detox, like a wide-open asshole. I felt I was eating too much junk, so I decided to eat all whole foods for a bit, at least a week. Now, I’m not giving up trouser trout, don’t be silly. It’s been two and a half days and I thought I would feel better with more energy. I don’t, my taught little body must be detoxing, my symptoms include nausea, fatigue, a mild headache, parachute tits, puffy nipples, external anal itching, hairy knuckles, a cute little case of diarrhea, and once again—a small pudd.
I feel like death so today’s post will be about Megadeth and Rust in Peace. I was heavy into this album in the eighth grade. I graduated from Metallica and Megadeth was one of my favorites for a time in my life, when I was 14 or 15 and rubbing myself against any inanimate object for pleasure and then feeling guilty and ashamed that I almost came.
This is probably my favorite metal album and I’m sure below is my favorite metal song:
I don’t often listen to this, but I still really do like it. I neglected it for several years, I must have been too punk rock or scared it might influence me to lose my virginity to a disreputable girl or a traffic cop. I love the cover art on this one and on Peace Sells…But Who’s Buying? This is the only one I have on vinyl, but I think I could use one or two more. The guitar on this album is amazing. I saw Dave Mustaine live on the Experience Hendrix tour and he was as cool as a musician could be. No flash but expertise precision. If I hadn’t been a fan before I certainly would have been after that. I found out a few years ago his dad was in the northwest 60s garage rock band The Sonics, they are worth checking out if you never have.
Every song on Rust is Peace is a good one in my estimation, and I know that means a lot to each and every one of you.
It opens with the one you listened to above and closes with this next one…hard to beat that.
The big fat meat in between is solid as well. That reminds me that I’m not eating big fat meat right now, unless the occasional meaty vagina counts. Currently I’m sucking on a raw stalk of broccoli and trying to find my favorite episode of Keeping up with the Kardashians. I’d wager those wonderful exponents of the old Socratic debate are Megadeth fans and fans of this blog too! Those voluptuous charmers probably like Lucretia best and I can’t blame them, it’s a great song. You can’t go wrong with this album so go out and get it.
I need a faster way of cleansing. Should I try boofing? Boofing is when you let someone blow something up your a-hole with a straw. Normally cocaine, I think. Maybe I should try V8 juice or crab apples.
Who wants to be on the other end of the straw?