(Sure,there were a lot more punks than there was four years earlier. But there just as many posers too. Posers were people that looked like punks, but they did it for "fashion". And they were fools. They'd say "Anarchy in the U.K." which was lyrics by a punk band called sex pistols which the band was from the U.K. these stupid ass posers that say they are punk anarchists only pose as a dumbass when people beat their ass for saying "Anarchy in the U.K.". You see? Posers. "Anarchy in the U.K." What the fuck's that? What good is that to those of us in Utah, America? A fucking Sex Pistols thing, right? They were from England. They were British. That's what they did. They were allowed to go on about anarchy in the U.K. You don't live your life by lyrics. I mean that shit is all you here from these trendy fucks. Like uhh.., "Did you hear the new Smiths album? Its fuckin' terrif." Kids walking around Utah saying "terrif" with a fake stupid old english twang. See what I mean?) What the fucks up with the england bullshit? You know Jag. He's a fag. I said to the poser as I grabbed his jacket and looked at the British flag patch he had on it before shoving his ass away.(I mean I knew a girl who'd only have sex with a guy if he had a fucking english accent. Can you think of anything more ludicrous? So every asshole in Salt Lake City-- and let me tell you, plenty of assholes in this general region-- they wanted to do her so bad, they would get her drunk and put some kind of stupid accent like, "Hey, mistress do you fancy a shag?" And there she would-- fucking knees in the sky. It was sad. It made me really sad. Poor girl had no self-respect. To me, England was nothing more than a big American state like, North Dakota or Canada. You gotta look at me and say, "Hey, why are you so mad?" And I"ll tell you. Cause for all the fawning that went over the english bands in S.L.C those fuckin' English chaps could only say shit about us Americans. All we were to them was a bunch of fucking hicks. Well you know what? I'm not a fuckin' hick!! I don't wear cowboy boots. I hate the fuckin' rodeo. Horses smell like shit to me and I don't fuck anyone in my own bloodline. By definition, I'm not a redneck, and I ain't a fuckin' hick. Oh the sun never sets on British empire. Well the sun never sets on my asshole! Another thing that pissed me off, talking about who started punk rock. Was it Sex Pistols in England? Was it...the Ramones and the Velvet Underground in New York? Posers walking around malls saying Is it the Ramones? Is is the Sex Pistols? Arguing and fighting...yeah posers causing a riot in a mall over a dispute over what started what? Now days whenever I see a argument about to set in I say shut the fuck up who cares. Its music. Me myself I don't know who started it, and I don't give a fuck. One thing I do know is that we did harder, goddamnit we did it faster, and did it with more love, baby! Yeah!! You can't take that away from us. Exhibit A. Its my only exhibit really, but, you know what? I think its pretty fuckin' good. Maybe some day posers will realize they don't fit in society. And they willl stop acting like something they are not. I mean to try out something is ok, but, In S.L.C. these stupid assholes think going from being preppy rich little pieces of shit to becoming one of us out of nowhere like over night. Oh, hell no. We are the way we are cause we've always had a life like that, becoming something that your not to look cool isn't cool. Its rude and intimidating that's why, me Mike, Mitch and Mark which I will tell you more about him and other freinds later. But us we kick the living shit out of posers