The Low-Down, Ho-Down
Lets Dance, Sans Pants is the thrash version of
Those Walls, Your Ears. Please find all sorts of b-grade filth that you won’t find
here,
here, or
here. If you see a photo of yourself posted anywhere on this site, its probably because I thought it was rad. I understand if you think otherwise but its not my fault you were acting like a complete dick around my camera and I. So if you don’t like your 15 minutes of fame,
spam me. For love song requests, invites, abuse and architectural discourse here is my
email. Advanced apologies if you are in any way offended. Now stop reading this far down and scroll back up.
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