Halloween is upon us and this year the band is going as a talented act.
Hahahaha *downs a shot of whiskey and stares coldly out the window*
Any who, like Halloween candy that tastes sweet at first, only to make your stomach sore later, this blog intends to ruin your insides.
I was trying to upload a photo of us but his came up instead. Feels right.
Band's split apart right now. Fox is in Toronto, on his knees, working the street corners and underpasses, fixing pavement patches.
Nick "The Mitus Dick" Upper (Mitus because he has the golden touch), is playing drums in an all female cover band of whale sounds, not the band, but literally the sounds of whales. Nick doesn't want them to find out he's a man so he dresses up as a bear every time he sees them.
Alex "Punt her" Hunter (Punter because he punts female babies in his spare time), is working at a furniture store building pillow forts and stealing as many SMILES as possible with his great work AWWWWWWWW thought that was going to be about crime but turns out Punter has a heart of gold...when he's not killing babies.
Lastly, Vince "I mince ya meat" Montpetit (Montpetit because that's his family name) is getting sick tattoos. I keep pushing him to use needles for heroin like god intended, but nope, just more tattoos.
Anyway, some people deny the Holocaust happened, this band denies October 23, 2007 happened.
We're tired of the lies.
Stay greasy losers,
- Don't Tell Sarah