Welcome, welcome, welcome, friends, to API's cheeziest series yet. As we're all terribly well aware, Trent Reznor's opinion of himself seems to rival that of other egocentric superstars like Glenn Danzig, Michael Jackson and Celine Dion. He is also, as you may know, quite a tight-ass, an anal-retentive perfectionist. No, that's not a bad thing -- it means he accomplishes what he sets out to accomplish. That's admirable. (The many, many NIN fans that I've run across have been absolutely certain that Trent *IS* God is what we mock.)
We at API think differently. From where Anti-Pschutt Inc. stands, we think we may have very well found the cause of this behavior. Here is a montage of photos that document our exploration. Some viewers may find this series particularly tasteless. Understand that this is not a hate page. Anti-Pschutt Inc. is not about the propagation of hatred/violence; how could such cheesy and silly images truly be hateful or violent? It was created with the intent to amuse, not to enrage. Lastly, I wish no ill will upon Trent Reznor; it's one particular breed of fan that froths at the mouth and denounces your existence when you say anything that can be construed as negative about Trent Reznor, his music, etc. This page is out to goad that breed of fan. For the rest of you, you're supposed to giggle, not cry. You've been warned. No whining. "Women ARE math!" he exclaimed. Lord God, what has become of us. Help Dr. Rectum Find the Bug In Trent Reznor's Ass Last revision: 03.09.00 |