Sos from Chewing On Tinfoil

Bezzie mate '04. Never fails to make me laugh uncontrollably, and always makes sure I'm havin' the buzz when we're out cuz he knows how shy I am, and how terrible I am at talking to people. Him being in Rubes makes it what it is, I could never imagine not being in a band with him. Even if it was just me and him playing nothing but dischords with Crust vocals, it would still be the best buzz ever. He got me into pretty much every band I listen to these days, directly or indirectly.

I remember we became mates in 3rd year Maths class with Mr. Hannon (who turned out to love child porn). He took the piss out of me because I didn't get into the pit at Metallica but he did, and he even drew a picture of the RDS and pointed out where he was in the pit, and where I was behind it. Then the next year at Metallica he had a broken thumb so he couldn't go in the pit, but I did. Hah. Then we started a ska punk band called Rufty and fucked up the website of a rival band at school. They were dopes though so it's cool. He wrote our first riff, and he still writes about 80 - 90% of the music in our band. Then I write a small bit and he goes mad with it and writes loads of stuff around it.

We weren't friends for about a year because he didn't like my girlfriend. But now we're bezzie mates again and we kill girls and do all sorts of horrible drugs.