Archive for the ‘ghetto’ Tag

A SHITLOAD OF HOT TRACKS   Leave a comment

Who is this fucker? It’s Canblaster. You can hardly tell though. We could have said it was Skrillex or Paul Oakenfold. No one would know. But it’s Canblaster. We saw him on New Year’s Eve in Toronto thanks to the Mansions. They just amass killer lineups for parties. Check them out if you are in town somehow. That Canblaster is a chill dude and awesome dj. Fucking boy wonder musical genius. Anyway, why talk about shit when we can just listen to some fucking tracks and download them and then play them when we have someone over to our place to have sex. GO GET SOME MUSIC AFTER THE JUMP!

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NO MOOMBAHTON ALLOWED   2 comments

Do you want moombahton? There is no moombahton in this post. You came to the wrong place. Turn around. Go back to where ever you came from. We can’t post moombahton all the time everyday. No. You gotta break the addiction. Walmer Convenience is not some kind of “moombah-only” blog. We have fucking horizons. We have dreams. Don’t put us in some kind of moombahton box. Boom! That’s all we fucking feel like writing so go fuck yourselves looking for laughs and shit. GO GRAB ALL NON-MOOMBAHTON SHIT AFTER THE JUMP!:

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THE RETURN OF SOUNDCLOUDS   2 comments

Hey bitch suckers. What the fuck is going the fuck on? What the fuck has gone wrong with this place? Are we some kind of legitimate blog or something that posts actual releases by fuckers instead of just a fucking bunch of soundclouds with swearing and stills from stupid 1980’s films? NO! We are not. We are just a bunch of fucking hacks who don’t do any fucking analysis and say stupid shit and generally bring down the ART and SCIENCE of musical blogging. Music blogging is obviously the most noble of mostly unpaid professions. Anyway. Let’s just stop talking about that stuff and focus instead on music and your mom’s pussy. The most important things. LET’S FUCKING DO THIS AFTER THE JUMP CUNT LICKERS!

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POST-SOUNDCLOUDS   1 comment

Soundcloud is back but we’re still pissed. We used to trust them and rely on them. They fucking let us down. Like bitches. Even though we still powered through, the point is, we didn’t want to have to power through. We wanted life to just be fucking easy. We didn’t want to have to be ready for catastrophe. We are fucking slaves to Soundcloud. Everyone puts their fucking shit out on that shit. Anyway. Go grab more stupid fucking soundclouds AFTER THE FUCKING JUMP!

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AT WORK AND FEEL LIKE THROWING UP   Leave a comment

Yeah. At fucking work. Drank to many beers last night. Feel like fucking throwing up on the keyboard at this fucking computer. Don’t even know why this fucking picture is here. Just thought you wanted to know that a clean fucking restroom makes people fucking happy. If the restroom is dirty are people more likely to puke? Do people prefer to puke in clean restrooms like fucking royalty and shit? Are you too good for a dirty restroom? would you still shit in a dirty restroom if it meant either doing it in your pants or doing it there? Why do you think you’re so important? Relax. Just listen to these fucking songs AFTER THE FUCKING JUMP FUcKERS!

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ESTUPENDO SOUNDCLOUD WEDNESDAY   2 comments

You see that shit? That’s the fucking hottest pepper in the world. What is it called? We fucking forgot, all we did is look up “hottest pepper” on Google and take this picture. This shit will burn the fuck out of your mouth. Maybe you will die. Have you reserved a plot at the graveyard yet? No? You’re screwed. Before you die you need to listen to some music. You need to listen to some soundclouds. THEY ARE AFTER THE JUMP!

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SOUDCLOUDS FROM SPACE   1 comment

What is this? International Remix a Song by Gooffee Day? No one fucking told us. If we had known then The Dirty Frenchman would have tried to do something up in MS Paint. Yeah. That’s the program he uses to produce music. He’s a fucking idiot. When we’re having events he still sends E-vites. What is this? 1998? This is what they look like:

Disturbing. Let’s look at some music AFTER THE FUCKING JUMP!

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