Just wanted to say: I DON'T OWN THIS! I found this on Fanfiction.net, and thought it was brilliant :3
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You know you're a My Chemical Romance Freak when

You know you're a My Chemical Romance Freak when
1. Your carpet is soaked with drool after watching them play on TV
2. tu cry when u hear them play your favorito! song live
3. tu hear someone say My Chemical Romance and tu snap to attention
4. tu stand your ground and defend them when someone tries to criticize them
5. tu feel like burning the TRL building down
6. tu read a story and claim tu saw one of the band members...

OK!!!! DISCLAIMER: this is not my story, this is shehadtheworld12's on Ficwad.com. she gets ALL credit. i thought it was hilarious and that i should post it 4 others to see. here it is.

MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE BIBLE
x. Gerard Way puts the "laughter" in "manslaughter".

x. Mikey Way can slam revolving doors.

x. The chief export of The Frank Iero is pain.

x. Mikey Way counted to infinity.........twice.

x. Frank Iero can divide por zero.

x. The césped, hierba is always greener on the other side. Unless Gerard Way has been there, then it's soaked with tears and blood.

x. Frank Iero once visited The Virgin Islands. They...

So yeah... this is kind of like my Green día article, except my escritura has gotten quite shitty since then, so don't blame me if this sounds terrible (even though it is my fault. Shut up, brain). I also may have gotten a few facts wrong, so please correct me if I did. This articulo is división, split into 4 parts, so yeah, enjoy!

When tu hear the words My Chemical Romance, what do tu think of? Maybe tu think of 4 guys who’ve been there for each other for over a decade. Maybe tu think of them as heroes and saviours of lives, like I do. But most people choose to stereotype and think of them as cult...

Well I was there on the day
They sold the cause for the queen,
And when the lights all went out
We watched our lives on the screen.
I hate the ending myself,
But it started with an alright scene.

It was the roar of the crowd
That gave me heartache to sing.
It was a lie when they smiled
And said, "you won't feel a thing"
And as we ran from the cops
We laughed so hard it would sting

Yeah yeah, oh

If I'm so wrong (so wrong, so wrong)
How can tu listen all night long? (night long, night long)
Now will it matter after I'm gone?
Because tu never learn a goddamned thing.

You're just a sad song with nothing to say...

Well, I know a thing about contrition,
Because I got enough to spare.
And I'll be granting your permission,
'Cause tu haven't got a prayer.
Well I dicho hey, hola hallelujah,
I'm gonna come on sing the praise.
And let the spirit come on through ya,
We got innocence for days!

Well, I think I'm gonna burn in hell,
Everybody burn the house right down.

And say, ha
What I wanna say
Tell me I'm an angel,
Take this to my grave.
Tell me I'm a bad man,
Kick me like a stray.
Tell me I'm an angel,
Take this to my grave.

(S-I-N, I S-I-N
S-I-N, I S-I-N
S-I-N, I S-I-N
S-I-N, I S-I-N)

You play ring around the ambulance,
Well like...