Your Chemical Romance

My Chemical Romance sucks really bad.

Kids these days, eh?

When I was a boy, emo was called Goth and we listened to bands like The Cure. We didn't have to pretend to be sad because we were sad because life was much harder. The internet hadn't been invented yet, neither had mobile phones so there was no texting, Australian Idol was called Young Talent Time and even if you had been given a vote, you would have had to write a letter (on paper with a pen) and wait weeks for it to be delivered.

Oh, and there was a thing called the Cold War that promised to evaporate the entire world in an instant.

And you call yourselves sad.

BAH!