Goldfinger

Win Goldfinger�s New Album, Disconnection Notice! at : http://www.peta2.com/ot/o-goldfinger05.asp?c=40

holy crapballs!

That band wins the prize for worst-designed website EVAR

Dear god.
That's impressively bad.

Huh. I don't see anything Just a flash thingy that took three years to load on dail up, and then a blank, back screen.

Maybe it hates Firefox? Or maybe I'm just lucky if it's that bad ;-)

It's ALLLLL flash... no html option... and it takes, like, a year to load... even on the fiber line here at work. So on dialup, yeah, I think you'd be OOL.

Am I the only one who thought of James Bond when reading the subject?

nope. :)

i thought of me and megan kicking mad karaoke ass Back in the Day. :P

The words "kiss of DEATH" always fill me with nostalgia. *happy sigh*

mmmm...plosives.

Not that I think the website is good but to be fair it loaded really quickly here on cable. Our fiber line at work is throttled down to sub-DSL speeds by the firewall. Dave showed me a connection outside the firewall once.. holy crap!

Yeah, it's throttled a lot.... but still... that page took, like, several minutes to load. That's crap.

And see, here it only took about 30 seconds. Which is still too long, IMO, but it's getting killed by the firewall.

Yeah, still... did you try using it at all? Even once I got past the loading... it ran reaaally slow and choppy for me.

why are you using this site solely to promote PETA giveaways?

that's just lame, dude.

I was thinking James Bond even after I read the post. Its Goldfinger, what else could I be thinking?

I was thinking the band right away. I LOVE the break-up song, "fuck you! AND YOUR CAT!"

ha! what album is that on? I just loaded my faves from Hang-Ups into my iPod last week... takes me right back to high school again. :D

Fuck You And Your Cat

Fuck you and your cat Oooh... Oooh... Oooh... Oooh... The night is chilly as the stars above The things you said that day made me feel loved To smell your hair and feel you in my arms How I trusted you and let myself go Now... Its... Gone Away So long, so long The pictures in my head of what could never be You cut me off, you let me down, you lied to me. I take you out, I rub you down, I sell you shoes So fuck your trust, your perfueme, and your mother too Where's my T-Shirt? Where's my money? Fuck you and your Cat!

the self titled album.

He is the man with the Midas touch, after all.

a spider's touch...

or he's just a really bad neighbor.