Look Sublime; you made a few albums, congratulations. Now go the fuck away.

Sublime is like a curse, its worse then 2pac coming out with albums well beyond the grave, because all I hear over and over anywhere I go is Sublime. People are shocked when they hear I hate sublime. They think they’re the most talented band ever and I should kill myself for thinking otherwise. But to those people, I think Sublime makes you feel good about being a fat, stoner beer whore. The music must release the good ol’ day themes back to when you’d beer bong out of some girls pussy in a Huntington Beach backyard pool party.

Sublime is what was playing in the background  at the  Lemon Party. Why? Because old fat dudes love sublime. Long Beach California will forever be tarnished by this bronado of ska and reggae.  I know that music is subjective, but, really people? Can’t we let them go? They don’t need to be on the radio 24/7, they don’t need to be in commercials and they don’t need to be celebrated on your car bumper stickers any longer. Its been 12 years since they last came out with an album, lets move on.

Sublime, your time has come and gone. Don’t reunite. Get off my lawn, I have released the hounds. You Have been Dismissed.

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