THE LEGEND OF SYSTEMS AND INTERACTIONS
Once upon a time, in a biology class far, far away, there was a man named Coach Roseman. Coach Roseman soon earned the nickname Roach Coseman, or Papa Roseman, after the band Papa Roach. After the release of Meet the Parents, the nickname Roach Coseman was replaced by Coach Fockman. Two disturbed children named Patrick and Krysie, sitting a disturbed table with Fred and Pinky, started a list of possible names for Coach Roseman. The list grew, day by day, by day by day, by day, until the name Coach Gaylord M. Fockeroachcosecock emerged. One day, Coach Gaylord M. Fockeroachcosecock assigned a worksheet to his students. On this worksheet was a phrase, not to be forgotten for a long, long time. "#31. Systems and interactions." These three words marked the beginning of a new era in the crazy, nonsensical age of Sixth Period Biology. The four Disturbed Ones used and overused this phrase, in every possible situation, until the true meaning of that vocabulary word was almost completely forgotten. This website is dedicated to restoring the phrase into modern society and to the memory of Sixth Period Biology and the Disturbed Four. May their memory last forever.
listen to Great Beyond (I'm pushing an elephant up the stairs...)
Hey its the bald man, and I'm here to tell you why the Limp Bizkit album is so important. That's because CDs like this one spare you from all the chart toppin, teenie boppin, disposable happy horse feces that brings up the bile from the back of my neck. I have no time nor tolerance for all the fecesy wack acts like that. I wouldn't urinate on their CDs to put out a fire. And you know I'm tired of all those lame gluteous maximus, tame gluteous maximus, pre-fabricated sorry excuses for singers and musicians who dont even write their own songs. What the world needs now is a musical revolution. We need some rock, we need something that has testicles. We need some something with substance, depth, something with soul, some edge, some passion, some power. Feces, if its gonna be mellow, intercourse man, it better have something, it better MEAN something. I'm telling ya, you gotta hit em with something hard; you gotta stick em with something limp, like Limp Bizkit. I'm so intercoursing tired of this feces that I'm hearing on the radio, RADIO SUCKS! The same intercoursing songs over and OVER again, all the weak ones, all that disposable feces that isn't gonna matter in three months, it's just feces. IT'S FECES FRED. Fred I'm telling you there's nothing but feces going on here and we need some new music.(well wha, what about Limp Bizkit?) Limp Bizkit is intercoursing cool. You guys are cool. The new record's great. BUT INTERCOURSE ALL THAT OTHER FECES! I AM SO SICK OF ALL THAT WEAK FECES THAT IS TAKING UP SPACE ON THE CHARTS. INTERCOURSE THAT FECES FRED, IM OUTTA HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!! (intercourse dude... intercoursing Pinfield is urinated. Oh man, I gotta go find that bald son of an unmarried couple.) hey Matt, Matt!!!!!!!!!!!!
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