What you got back home, little sister, to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you got little save pitiful, portable picnic players. Come with uncle and hear all proper! Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited.
We are tired of your, fucking abuse. Try to stop us but it's no use.
Quote could be Black Flag (Damage lp, as a 5 piece version) or my liver cells following day for night weekend. I'm not quite to immune status, but damn. I'm not sure I need ultra high tolerance levels for the holidays.
It's a 2pm-midnight drinking day. Practice unfortunately is not making perfect.