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The Rage-aholic Cult (RATM)
It Is I,
Rage-aholic number 1, now listen to my speech!
So, you want to join the coveted legions of the Rage-aholic Cult. Well before you number yourself off and greated teh coveted RATM Sig and avvy, you must prove your worth! You must go to this link and pass the test! http://quizilla.com/users/Tptmanno1...0Rage-aholic%3F
Then you must post a screenshot of your score (Press the button above insert, the one that says prtscrn to take a screenshot.) Then, and only then will you be admitted to this truly kickass cult.
Current members are:
Tptmanno1 (the great and wonderful founder), Silver Stardust (THe allmighty sig maker) and Darth Revan (all-around kool kat) and Darth Surgent (providing he passes the test.)
So coveted members, let us chill! And listen to RATM.
(Note: this cult has no clash with Maynardism, they are self incorperating and all that stuff, meaning we get along!)
I have no more to say,
now let us go, and
TAKE THE POWER BACK!
"Now renegades are the people with their own philosophies
They change the course of history
Everyday people like you and me
We're the renegades we're the people
With our own philosophies
We change the course of history
Everyday people like you and me"
Congratulations! You are a Rage-aholic! Go you! You can now Join the Rage-aholic cult! DOES THIS MEAN I GET A PAIR OF ZACHS BOXERS cuz that would so totally rock
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"After coming into contact with a religious man
I always feel I must wash my hands."
-Friedrich Nietzsche
*Comes out of the phone booth* (please log in to view the image)
....Although ya try to iscredit
Ya still never edit
The needle, I'll thread it
Radically poetic
Standin' with the fury that they had in '66
And like E-Double, I'm mad
Still knee-deep in the system's shit
Hoover, he was a body remover
I'll give ya a dose
But it'll never come close
To the rage built up inside of me
Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy.... (please log in to view the image)
I be walkin' god like a dog
My narrative fearless
My word war returns to burn
Like Baldwin home from Paris
Steel from a furnace
I was born landless
It's tha native son
Born of Zapata's guns
Stroll through tha shanties
And tha cities remains
Same bodies buried hungry
But with different last names
These vultures rob everything
Leave nothing but chains
Pick a point o_n tha globe
Yes tha pictures tha same
There's a bank a church a myth and a hearse
A mall and a loan a child dead at birth
There's a widow pig parrot
A rebel to tame
A whitehooded judge
And a syringe in a vein
And tha riot be tha rhyme of tha unheard
KMC Community Forums
Oct 25th, 2004 04:14 AM
he used mine too.
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DOES THIS MEAN I GET A PAIR OF ZACHS BOXERS 
cuz that would so totally rock
my friends name is zach thats the only way i knew how to spell it 
