Me, John Sidney Linnell
          Painted by Me
 
 
 
 
 
 

Hi, I'm John Sidney Linnell.  Yeah, that's right, you heard me.  And you're probably all like "where's the accordion, hot shot? or "where's Flansy?"  Dude, polka is not cool.  I'm sick and tired of people bugging me all the time.

My name was John Sidney Linnell like a whole 200 years before that other guy was even born! What gives?  How come there is this other dude running rampant who thinks he can have the same name as me?  It isn't fair!  Do you like know how embarrassing it is to have people think you play the accordion?  I PAINT!  See?  I painted this, doesn't it ROCK!!!? 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

picture I painted that rocks
 
 
 
 
 
 

And I painted hot naked chicks! 

hot naked chick

  I totally rock so much harder than Polka Dude. My bud William Blake wrote poems and shit about like tigers burning and whatever.  What does the bud of Stupid John Sidney Linnell do?  Like, noodle on guitar and look like Elvis Costello or something?  Dude, no diggity.  Okay, yeah, diggity.  William Blake is all like whatever and shit, and I said to him "Yo dude, do you have like some dumbass polka player trying to pass off as you every time you like go to like a Knicks game and all?" and William Blake is all like "Bring me my Bow of burning gold! Bring me my Chariot of fire!" and I'm like dude that rocks, man, but like I don't want to like, burn that other guy, I just want to beat the shit out of him and whatever.  Like William Blake rocks and shit but he really likes fire.  But you know that's cool and all.  I don't know.  So like I'm just hanging cool until whatever gets his name changed or the shit will soooooo fly! 

Anyway, to make a long story short I'm just pissed that that dude took my name.