we are

Album Rating: 3.5

How'd you know, Trebor?



Oh, and I currently live in Crackytown Powerplantskii, run under by Resident Ohama and Gorge Farrison. This makes me want to scoop up my dog's shit with my teeth. There's not enough vocal cord capacity in a person to explain the number of things wrong with Sputnik.



And I'm aware I suck as well.

I disagree, but in a loving way.

Album Rating: 5.0

Time for beddy bye.

Album Rating: 4.0

Is this ButcheredChildren's alt?

Album Rating: 4.5

What's up with you and eating dog shit? You've said that like 5 times.

Album Rating: 3.5

Now this is crazy

I'd rather have a fucking root canal and having my dick chopped off than look at Sputnik, so I'm just going to write a stupid review to hear the idiotic responses that will soon follow.

I'm currently writing about the tales of Guido Gonzalez, a metamorphic rock sent off to save his tribe with a low water supply and limited ammunition, who then begins to learn the meanings of human life by fighting redhead giants using European pastries and Finnish household appliances, traveling back in time to save Tupac and John Lennon from dying, teaching God how to play a bass guitar, thwarting evil Spanish Onions' evil plots by blowing their brains out with SPAS-12 shotguns and shooting up the East Eurasian Glockenspiel Melody hall of Steiner Kawkshucker and Stanald Schawarenigger.

Awesome.

Album Rating: 3.5

Long winded, overly verbose, prone to frequent procrastination, mentally unstable and possessing a spastic colon. What more could you possibly want in an individual?

Album Rating: 3.5

Long winded, overly verbose, prone to frequent procrastination, mentally unstable and possessing a spastic colon. What more could you possibly want in an individual?

Album Rating: 3.5

I'd rather have a fucking root canal and having my dick chopped off than look at Sputnik, so I'm just going to write a stupid review to hear the idiotic responses that will soon follow.



I'm currently writing about the tales of Guido Gonzalez, a metamorphic rock sent off to save his tribe with a low water supply and limited ammunition, who then begins to learn the meanings of human life by fighting redhead giants using European pastries and Finnish household appliances, traveling back in time to save Tupac and John Lennon from dying, teaching God how to play a bass guitar, thwarting evil Spanish Onions' evil plots by blowing their brains out with SPAS-12 shotguns and shooting up the East Eurasian Glockenspiel Melody hall of Steiner Kawkshucker and Stanald Schawarenigger.



Awesome.







Will there be telekinesis?



















Excuse me. I need to hang myself.

What's up with you and eating dog shit? You've said that like 5 times.

Album Rating: 5.0

Go hibernate for a few hours.

Long winded, overly verbose, prone to frequent procrastination, mentally unstable and
possessing a spastic colon. What more could you possibly want in an individual?

Album Rating: 3.5

IM SHADYYYYYYYYYY

Album Rating: 3.5

I've officially made this the worst thread on Sputnik. Good.

Album Rating: 5.0

Your sleepy.

I once tried to create an adventure as verbose and detrimental as TF141Soldier, but my wrists could not take the pressure of the razor blade as my strong but easily tearable skin was degraded to nothing more than ground beef status found on the paper plate your poor welfare fed family eats off of for dinner on a nightly basis unless it's a holiday then they eat off expensive china your great-grandmother left behind for your terrible mother when she died because there wasn't anybody with a decent frame of mind to give it to and to throw it in the trash recepticle would be a waste for all of humanity considering these exact pieces of china were carved from a monkey's ass as he was listening to dubstep in the deep cannabalization zones of new zealand

Album Rating: 4.0

Cocaine is a hell of a drug.

This thread rules by the way.

Will there be telekinesis?









Excuse me. I need to hang myself.