Originally posted by CarpeDime

Now look at you....a few years of having your soul and dreams crushed by bad beats and drug fueled bouts of depression, and all of a sudden you've decided that having a dirt floor in your great room and overall residing in squalor gives you the right to lash out against the machine.
Guess that BTP victory didn't quite get you all those corporate sponsorship dollars you thought it would, huh, pal?

Don't forget....its your turn to hang out you and Diego's undergarments on the clothesline today!!

