The Makers, Rock Star Gods…

Today I ran a 5K in Seattle with lots of other fuckers. In the street. In the snow (the size of cotton balls), ice (very fucking cold) and (also very cold and falling sideways) rain. At any rate, when I was approaching the finish line it was a song from The Makers (out of Spokane, Washington, 509 represent!) that helped me plow through. Anyway, I do have one rant observation that is not weather related but is related to The Makers awesome song, Too Many Fuckers on the Street. If you are going to run in an organized event, is it too much to ask that you not text or talk on your cell phone while you pretend to run? Your cell phone fuckery makes it difficult for me to pass your lazy ass. All because you are busy texting one of your jackass friends: “Sup OMG BION its snowing, LOL WRUD?”. In the future, please get out of my god-damned way. Thanks.

Too Many Fuckers is on The Makers last record with Sub Pop, 2006’s, Rock Star God.