I think Andrew W.K. said it best when he said.
So let's get a party going (let's get a party going)
Now it's time to party and we'll party hard (party hard)
Let's get a party going (let's get a party going)
When it's time to party we will always party hard
Party hard (party hard, party hard, party hard party hard, party hard, party hard party hard, party hard, party hard...)

You don't want to mess with these fags, don't you know their loco? Take a look, they are out to fucking lunch. Everyone knows art shows are lame, well I was attending an art opening because I had to do some photos and a review for an art journal called "the menstrual art revue”. So there I was at this lame ass event when these fucking retards show up dancing around in costumes and spraying Kool-Aid all over the place. One of the gallery owners tried to kick them out but if you have ever been to a gallery than you know how lame ass the people that work there are and the guy in the wrestling mask has some serious guns. So I snap some photos and the main guy says to me in Spanish "keep for your collection, I know you like" which by the way is a line from Karate kid two, he then proceeds to throw some old underwear at my face and sprays me with grape kool-aid. They ran off and we all just stood around feeling violated. I heard these assholes have been doing similar stunts all over town. Well I just want to say fuck you, you owe me for a brand new banana republic shirt you shitty dick holes, if I ever see you guys again you are getting hazed big time.

Richard Buckner played last night at the bar I work at. He's a fresh voice in the singer songwriter alt. country world. When I say fresh I mean fresh as in crisp and clean and new, not in the fresh prince of belair funky town way. Check him out.
http://www.myspace.com/rchrdbcknr