Well as 2014 drags its smelly ass corpse to the finish line of another year, we here at the graveyard want to thank all of our readers for sticking with us, reading, clicking, sharing, jerking (wait..  maybe not that one?  or maybe yes?) and all that great stuff that has helped this site to grow.  We came from nothing, and here we are today and it wouldn’t be for all of those folks who have supported us, guided us, and helped us to grow..  and of course Satan and Dionysus.

This will be the last Trash/Tuesday of 2014, so I figured I would go with something appropriate, Girlschool doing a very headbanging version of Auld Lang Syne.

Does anyone remember Lemmy talking about Girlschool and how they drink all the dudes under the table and behave disgracefully?  Truer words never have been spoken.

For those of you fuck giraffes who don’t know the goddamn lyrics to Auld Lang Syne, I will include them here:

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne!

For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We’ll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

Also did you know that Auld Lang Syne means Old Long Time in Scottish?  Me either.  There’s lots of things that can be learned from drinking with Irish punk bands on NYE.  So with all that in mind, please remember to get fully drunk, possibly get high, potentially piss yourself, and keep your friends close.  We lost some good ones in 2014 and thats why 2015 has to be one for the books.  See all you fuckers in 2015.  Robin Goodfellow out.