Murphy doesn't get your obsession with instagram. He doesn't get this, "oh, fuck me, I love old timey, washed effects so much that I put them on everything. It makes me artistic and feel like the special snowflake I know am" attitude. I was like, "you Murphy, whats your problem with them?" he was like, " Dude, I mean it's okay sometimes...sommmmetimes. But that shit's not Franks red hot." Then he took a 3 hour nap, pooped and ate a bug.
Also, Murphy has more important things to do than to be concerned about what Facebook buys or doesn't buy. Like sit in the sun and have jowls.
"I'm trying to stretch, get pet or just fucking lay here. Why is everyone always asking me this damn question? For supposedly being so smart humans are pretty stupid. Now leave me alone so I can sneak into the kitchen and try to get food off the counter." - Murphy.
That's really about it. There are these two pit bulls on the other side of the fence and murphy want to get at them all the time. He's all like, "Come at me, dogs" and they're all like "high pitched bark" and Murphy's all like, "BAROOOOOO, motherfuckers." Then Murphy want to dig under the fence. The other dogs stick their nose under the fence, and Murphy's like, "Oh, I should nip at that or paw at it." Then Murphy comes inside and picks up his squirrel and lays on his bed. Murphy has no respect for fences and what they hold.
I was talking to Murphy about bacon and breakdowns. We both really like these things. I started to explain Earth Crisis and the SxE moshcore movements in the Hardcore scene. I didn't really get any further than explaining what Vegan was. A lot of Hardcore are Straightedge and Vegan for those who don't know. Anyway, Murphy was like "What the crap? Choose not to eat meat? Not Even Honey? What the hell is wrong with these people?" Then he told that if I ever became vegan he would bite off my face and eat my liver. I believe him too. He is one serious hound.
Murphy actually understands this quite well. He doesn't understand is why you don't understand Misfits Awareness Month. Stop disappointing this fucking hound dog with your non-misfits knowing bullshit. it's making him sad.
They wrote a song about Murphy in 1983. That's like 23 years before he was born. Danzig fucking knew he was coming, and wrote this song called hellhound. This was before Danzig became a cat litter buying brick thrower.
Got a hellhound dog That hellhound's gonna rip your face off Got a hellhound dog That hellhound's gonna tear right through Got a hellhound born A hellhound born to the pack Got a hellhound dog And I know that I might be dead Those who seek it out Those who stand a few Hell, hell of Satan's pack We are born of hate Both feet into Hell Take another step Towards the bleeding light Those who seek it out Those who stand a few We are a part of it Got a hellhound dog That hellhound's gonna rip your face off Got a hellhound dog That hellhound's gonna tear right through Got a hellhound born A hellhound born to the pack Got a hellhound dog That hellhound's gonna rip your face off Got a hellhound dog That hellhound's gonna rip your face off Got a hellhound dog Got a hellhound born
