I am the anti-Maynerd.  I am the Mustaid.  There will never be any rest, you're lives will be filled with chaotic recourse.  Get ready if you have not already seen the shit, bring the shit to the mutherfokin pit, KILL.  The more you see, the less you really perceive, life lives on no boundaries, go wherever the fuck you want...  But... Spill my icecream and I will fucking rage.  I may not be punk, but you will die of cancer, I promise.  Boom  whachagot whachacha got BOOOOOOOOOM