Mini Rant 1: Why Brothers of Nearly the Same Age Never Get Along

The answer is quite simple: They are married, and have been for far too long. My brother and I are frequently told that we act like an old married couple. For example, when driving around (I do ALL the driving coz he is too lazy to get his p-plates) he constantly changes the radio from what I was listening to. Then the whole thing starts over again. Even this rant is a continuation of the theme, and a result of a recent domestic!

My bother (sic) and I have been married since the day I was born, and I am forever grateful that I cannot clearly remember the first few years of my life. It makes the relationship seem that much newer. The best reason for moving out of home is not actually to separate yourself from your parents, as they can quite often leave on business or something else, but to escape from siblings who always travel with you for the fear that your parents place in favouring one child over the other.


 Mini Rant 2: DJ's Remixes and Necrophilia

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This mini rant is out to prove the intimate, and inseparable relationship between DJ's, remixes and necrophilia. DJ's, the most prolific remixers of modern nights, are also perhaps the most prolific practisers of necrophilia (something suitable to their night-time dusk till dawn "musical" pursuits). I say this because remixing shares the same principles as necrophilia. Both remixes and necrophilia:

  1. Dig up an old corpse

  2. Drill new holes in it

  3. Reuse old technology

  4. Give off a stench of death and decay

  5. Are personally gratifying only to those who practice the foul act - NOBODY with any inkling of good taste watches necrophilic pornography , just as anybody with musical taste abhors the idea of remixes.

However, there are some small points of difference between necrophilia and remixing.

  1. Whilst necrophilia is kept dead silent, remixes are forced down our collective throats.

  2. In necrophilia, nobody loses. In remixing, everyone loses some portion of their sanity

More to come later.... perhaps

And just for you FLY OUT!  junkies,

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