Metal up your ass

That's what my old Metallica shirt said, complete with a hand clutching a knife coming out of a toilet. My gym teacher made me wear it inside out. Now, the roommate on how excited she (and I, and her boyfriend, and Sheila) are to be seeing Some Kind of Monster tonight:

I think it's going to RAWK! I wish there was a parking lot so that we could hang out in the truck and get high and listen to Metallica with our Metallica t-shirts on.

Indeed.