What the title says. Penultimate Badassery.

Justin Sane talking about healthcare :D

Just a brief rundown of our ABSO-FUCKING-LUTELY CHARMING afternoon post-Warped Tour, and our subsequent attempts to find shelter in the Atlanta ghetto during nighttime. And no, I don't have a lisp; this damn camera overloads every time you make an "s" sound, producing a loud hiss. I guess I just make prominent "s" sounds....?

The last show of the night, Gallows, got rained out after about four songs, so we headed back to where we THOUGHT our car would be waiting. In the meantime, Steve decides to antagonize my dear friends at the Offspring BBS because I told him I was posting this there. Don't worry, though, he doesn't mean it; he's just trying to be PUNX~ He went to an Offspring show with me just a week or two before and jumped around more than I did.

Interviewing Steve and Allen before Gallows. Their words speak for themselves (which is good, because words are supposed to do that).

Me, finding out after half an hour that I am fucking sunburnt.

Steve and Allen after Bad Religion; all our voices are starting to get shot from shouting along to all those loud-ass songs, but we're still kicking; we have to be. Gallows at 8:15~

Interviewing Steve and Allen before Bad Religion. Allen and I, adequately psyched; Steve, too busy being PUNX to talk to us.

Interviewing Allen and Steve about Anti-Flag; Allen's so PUNX that *Anti-Flag* is too mainstream for him :D

Interviewing Steve and Allen about how much they don't care about Less Than Jake.

Singing along to "Modern Man" by Bad Religion about 40 miles away from Atlanta.

Allen and I doing drugs while Steven sleeps and passes out orange sodas.

About 100 miles away from Georgia, 10-11-ish a.m.

Me playing the solo from "The Hell Song" by Sum 41.