Well, here we are on the other side. Hopefully you're not all laughed out, because I have some tragically hilarious news to share with you. Specifically, that Mexicans have once again done the dirty work we couldnt do ourselves by beating the living crap out of a bunch of eye shadow-wearing, spiked hair-having, My Chemical Romance-listening Emo kids.
You read that correctly (unless you didn't); there are currently riots raging in Mexico during which people rove the streets, muttering to one another about these goddamned kids with their striped shirts and black nail polish (in Spanish mind you), looking for gaggles of hipsters sitting on a parking lot divider to hit with a two by four.
They follow the sounds of Dashboard Confessional like a homing beacon, and then release their collective fury on behalf of all of us who have ever heard a Death Cab for Cutie album and thought Jesus, does this asshole seriously want me to feel sorry for him because he feels bad about cheating on his girlfriend? Id like to punch him in the mouth.
Things have gotten so bad for the Emos that police have had to come in and protect them, a civic duty somewhat akin to guarding a child molester while he moves from one cell block to another.
Thousands of presumably weeping Emos have started gathering in protest, foolishly making it all the easier for beefy Mexicans to round them up and smack the white lipstick off of their pimply faces. Put that in your livejournal, bitches.
Fights have even broken out between the various subsets of self-involved Mexican teens. Marauding bands of Rockabilly kids clash with the Metalheads and Emos like its all some ridiculous re-enactment of The Warriors.
Which, if it is, they should have better group names, like the dEMOlitionists or RockaKILLy. Rockabilly just doesnt have the panache of The Orphans. Speaking of which, something I always wondered about that movie: if theyre penniless orphans, how did they all afford to get matching sets of rags made that say The Orphans on the back?
But I digress. Hey, take a look at this Mexican anti-Emo hate site!
Most of it is just bleeps and blips to me (I only read the Queens English), but I notice something about Emo being gay there on the right, and the linking article tells me they call themselves an Anti-Emo Death Squad.
You know, Im beginning to think this could be just the kind of important cause Mexico can finally gather behind. I predict well be hearing a lot more from these brave citizens.
Id watch out if I were you, Scenesters (Jesus, just look at them. I can hardly stand it).
I know you say you hate Emo kids too, but somehow I doubt Construction Worker Pedros going to appreciate the finer nuances of whiny junior high fashion trends.
One day youll be jiving squares at the mall, rabidly discussing how superior you are to that bitch Kimberly and her imitation checkered converse, and BAM! Right to the back of your black bouffant hairdo.
And you know what you nave, cruel little shits? Ill be at the Orange Julius next door in a plain white t-shirt, slippers and Pink Floyd pajama bottoms, and Ill laugh until frothy cream shoots out my nose.
When not blogging for Cracked, Michael plugs the hell out of Those Aren't Muskets!