The Rebel Faction

Well, that's one of the definitions Ren. The other one is much much more horrible, and is probably praticied only by Bi people, or she-males. Or Lesbos.

I'd perhaps be insulted if your statement had any basis in reality, or i considered your opinion valid in the matter.

Oh no Lupercus, does that mean you haven't taken my sentiments to heart? Oh whatever shall I do. I suppose I'll just kill myself, since I bank my happiness on the validation I get over the internet from annonymous wankers halfway across the world.

And then i'd have to remark on the excess of intellectual wankery you engage in.

Sorry Lupercus, I typed all that while I was drunk, here's my real list:
- My superficial friends that I keep around to kiss my ass and make myself feel cool and validated.
- A bunch of nameless cocks who make horribly meaningless electrionic noise and call it "music". This is because I listen to anything that's trendy that will make people like me because my life is hollow without the empty sycophantism of people I don't really know.
- A big giant place with said horrible noise thumping away where women will grind themselves against me because I am trying to fill the vast void of my life with trivial sexual affairs. This will also show everyone what an incredibly macho and heterosexual guy I am, which is good because I base all of my decisions on how it will affect what other people think of me.
- A back alley where I can beat up fags, faggos and faggots who do not like my hardcore dance techno club because they do not base all of their decisions on how it will affect what other people think of them.

Dolash's book? Who told you about that? It's a secret!

I listen to techno, too.

No Kas, no you don't.