Friday, March 25, 2011
Runts of the litter
These have an odd ball quality. That happens occasionally and it's usually pretty exciting when it does. Random connections over here become maps over there. Get me?

Labels:
beach boys,
black sabbath
Monday, March 14, 2011
Tuff Shit
Diarrhea Planet. Nasville loc's that truly came with it. We expected nothing but were impressed.
LeBron looks pleased.
Kyle Thomas: The mang who would be King.
I guess in Nashville JEFF the Brotherhood is more famous than King Tuff. However, we left during the Bro'hood set because we couldn't see and we felt we'd gotten our five bucks worth (and then some). So when we walked outside there was Kyle Thomas just chilling by himself. After the high caliber of rock this man just threw down I figured he'd be neck deep in ass/high fives. Go figure.
Bees gave Kyle some expletive laced praise for a job well done. Uncharacteristic for her and therefore pretty funny.
Labels:
gastric distress,
gnashville knights,
king tuff,
profanity
Sunday, March 13, 2011
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