Brick fight alumni
(order is directly proportional to the headaches they've caused)
Steve - don't get me started
Mark - wow, just wow.
Nick - crybaby
Jonathan - wrecked vans
Frank - Seriously? You're quitting now?
Mikey - Quit talking to me about poker. I don't care.
Josh - You're cut off dude
Jimmy - Thanks for filling in on 'drums'. Kinda.
Kevin - Nope.
Ryan - No, we don't need a base player.
Jonny - Seems promising.
Mike- 1 show. 100 awkward drunken conversations.
Sean - Regional fucking genius.
Etkilendikleri
every now and then something comes along and inspires you. that may work for YOU. we need: firecrackers, hip hop slam jams, shoplifting, ditch digging, ditch sleeping, unexplained wounds, genital mutilation, an 18'X2.5' stretch of pressure treated oak with a smiling face on one side, chain smoking, chain ganging, gang banging, gang bangs, banging gongs, banging dongs, florida heroin, porches, astroglide, tack hammers, silent tension, loud tension, firearms, dogs, chair fights, jenga, medical malpractice, tea, that white powderry "allergy medicine", daisy mae, strange dares that begin and end with vomit, the terms: 'god, i hate that fuckin guy', 'mark, just go to sleep', 'steve, we need to talk', 'wonder where nick is', and 'last night?' the sound of glass breaking, every single soul in the city of fort worth and also every single soul that isn't a sociopath, drink tickets, shit tickets, wood ticks, wheel of fortune, al jazeera, dudes in BANDS, general motors, handjobs, wild asses, snotrags, mingling with the rabble, being the rabble, hating tattoos, getting tattoos, wet dank rooms, dim lighting, bikes, dykes, road flares, road rash, rug rash, jiz jars, and being absolutely certain to make 3 friends, and 30 enemies every single day. feel free to be one of both.
brickfight are like a squirrel army. ( and like the english, do not believe in the singular plural.) this band consists of four grown-ass men that still think playing guitars and drums and singing and dancing in front of other people is "acceptable". the band started in a bar called the black dog tavern in fort worth texas. and it will probably end in the same bar. the conversation of joining forces to make music occurred over a drink special known as the claude simpson. and will probably end over said drink special. the members of brickfight, past and present, have varying personality traits as well as defects. there are three smokers, one frenchman, a mexican and a half, and a jew. there are 2 or more "pet tattoos", and a considerable amount of other less honorable ones. it's safe to say that no one in brickfight is "healthy", but everyone can lift that bass amp! i think if you combine all of the bands the members have been in, it comes out to be like 665. everyone listens to art bell, and we whole heartedly support alex jones. brickfight was initially called "north tower" and when that name left, so did numerous witty shirt designs. so it goes. everyone in brickfight sings, and no matter how many times you ask...no, we will not change that. this band has not helped us to achieve any kind of social gain. but it has helped with drink tickets. so come out sometime and have a shot with the boys from....ya know...that second band.
Brickfight.awesome.not really | Arkadaşlar (En İyi 12)
this one time, on a brickfight tour..... we went skinny dipping and the police came, and posed for pictures with us. one of the cops claimed to be from fort worth. he kept hiding his name tag. months later, i would eat beans off the floor. for real.
Funny. I thought we were already "friends", but then found we were not. So I sent you a friend request telling you thank you so much for coming and that I'm sorry I was all drunk and tried to pay you a number of times. Then I saw you sent me a "request" already. I'm bad at things....Glad you had a good time! Thanks again! -Kat
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