Wherein I make the joke: “More like Bi-snore-al”.
Come for the Todd McFarlane dancing girl. Stay for the… fretless bass?
There’s a new Kidd in town.
Winona’s got a big brown beaver that slams in the back o’ my DRAGU-LUHHHHHH!
Maybe there should have been a code. A code to decipher. Like, you know. For something else to do that isn’t just listening to this album.
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