The Wonderful Misadventures of Corey Scott.
Reblogged from awesomephilia
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Holy fucking shit. This looks painful.
THE WALL OF DEATH.
I remember the first time I was in the Wall of Death. It was at Of Mice & Men’s set at Warped Tour ‘12 and at first, me and my friend had no clue what the fuck was going on. So Austin says “go!”, and everyone starts running, basically pushing me and my friend along. Me, being the clumsy and accident prone person I am, fell in the middle of the pit and like 6 people fell on top of me. I thought I was gonna fucking die (and I may or may not have starting crying.. shh). Eventually everyone got off of me and gave me a little room to get up, and two boys helped me back to my feet, forever proving that the metal fanbase is the most amazing fanbase ever c:
Okay that paragraph totally switched mentalities at the end.
Please ;____;
I once went to a concert with a friend (I don’t remember the band, she dragged me along) when I was 16. They were starting a wall of death and this guy who was flirting with me decides it would be funny to pull my top down, exposing my breasts, then throw me in the middle of this wall of death right as it’s about to meet. When I stumble in the middle and hit the wall someone screamed “STOP! EXPOSED GIRL!” and I thought they were all going to oggle at me. Instead, one guy quickly helped me cover up, three more helped me to my feet, and another asked who did that. When I pointed out the guy, two of them looked at him, me, each other, then nodded and punched the guy in the face before forcing him into the wall that was about to form again.
Metal men are gentlemenly as shit.
(Source: psihoticno-sarkasticna)
Reblogged from animalstalkinginallcaps
LOOK, WE’VE BEEN OVER THIS. NOW’S NOT THE TIME FOR COLD FEET. WE GO IN. YOU DO EXACTLY WHAT WE TALKED ABOUT. I DO MY THING. WE WALK OUT WITH THE MONEY. NOBODY GETS HURT. BING BANG BOOM. DONE AND DONE.
YOU START GETTIN’ IDEAS, YOU START HAVIN’ SECOND THOUGHTS …THEN I GOTTA WORRY ABOUT YOU AND I CAN’T CONCENTRATE ON MY THING, YOU UNDERSTAND? I CAN’T CONCENTRATE, MAYBE SOMEBODY DOES GET HURT, AND NOBODY WANTS THAT. SO JUST STICK TO THE PLAN, YEAH? JUST BE COOL.
LOOK AT ME. LOOK ME IN THE EYE.
DON’T FUCK THIS UP.
