1. Fashion Tips Baby
2. Go Wash Your Mouth... I Don't Know Where It's Been
3. Given To Dreams
4. Girl's Got A Face Like Murder
5. The Lisbon Girls, Oh The Lisbon Girls
6. The 20th Century Was Entirely Mine
7. Sarah Goldfarb, Where Are Your Manners
8. On The Brightside, She Could Choke
9. Motelroom.Grand Piano
10. What Happens In Vegas Stays In Vegas
BRIEF REVIEW:
"ODD HOW PEOPLE SHAKE"? ODD HOW PEOPLE NAME THEIR FUCKING GAY BANDS-OFFICIALLY-TURNED-CRAP! EXPLAIN TO ME WHAT THE FUCK "FEAR BEFORE THE MARCH OF FLAME" REALLY MEAN... IS IT SOME SORT OF HOMOPHOBIC IMPLICATION AS TO BEING IN A STATE OF FEAR BEFORE THE FLAMING HOMOSEXUALS MARCH ALL ACROSS YOUR DICK? COME ON, WE LIVE IN THE A MODERN TWENTY-FIRST CENTURY, CAN'T YOU OPEN UP YOUR FAGGOT MIND TO ALL SORTS OF SEXUAL ORIENTATIONS? BE A LITTLE BIT MORE ACCEPTING SO PERHAPS I MAY FINALLY HAVE A CHANCE IN THE FUTURE TO PLUG MY DEFORMED AND SLIMY COCK INTO A HOLE THAT FEELS LIKE ACTUAL SKIN PIGMENTATION! I AM SICK OF DEVIRGINIZING MY SEXUALITY WITH THE HELP OF MY HANDS AND FEET!
HANG ON, SPEAKING OF FEET... I LOVE FEET. EVERY NIGHT WHEN I HAVE A TENDENCY TO SPLATTER MY SEMEN ALL ACROSS THE CEILING (SO IT SCABS OFF AND RAINS DOWN ON TOP OF ME AFTER I FALL ASLEEP), ALL IT TAKES IS BOTH OF MY BARE FUNGUS FEET TO STRAP MY ALMOST NON-VISIBLE PENIS IN BETWEEN. FOLLOWING THAT, I PROCEED TO HIT THE CLIMAX WHERE THE STICKY ICKY SPERM FLOWS IN BETWEEN THE CRACKS OF MY EVERY TOE AND STERALIZES IT FROM ITS GROTESQUE BACTERIAL KINGDOM! WHY STOP THERE? I SUBSEQUENTLY RUB MY CUM-STAINED FEET ALL OVER MY LOVELY FACE AND WAIT FOR THE PLEASURABLE FLUID TO DRY UP ALL OVER. MORE EFFECTIVE THAN TAKING A SHOWER AND/OR VISITING A DERMATOLOGIST, NEITHER WHICH I EVER DO, I SWEAR!
EVERY TIME I HAVE A FAMILY MEMBER OVER, I GET AROUSED OFF THEIR REMOVAL OF THE SHOES. I SERVE THEM A BEVERAGE LACED WITH DROWSY MEDICINE AND THEN TAKE ABSOLUTE ADVANTAGE OF THEIR SWEATY VILE FEET WHEN THEY FALL ASLEEP, BY PROBING IT INTO MY ASSHOLE SO DEEP THAT IT CLEANS ALL THE SHIT JAMS THAT MAY CAUSE ME TO CONSTIPATE. A PLUMBER'S JOB IS NEVER DONE!
YOU FAGGOT HATERS ARE JUST JEALOUS BECAUSE I GET ALL THE ACTION AND YOU DON'T!!!
HANG ON, SPEAKING OF FEET... I LOVE FEET. EVERY NIGHT WHEN I HAVE A TENDENCY TO SPLATTER MY SEMEN ALL ACROSS THE CEILING (SO IT SCABS OFF AND RAINS DOWN ON TOP OF ME AFTER I FALL ASLEEP), ALL IT TAKES IS BOTH OF MY BARE FUNGUS FEET TO STRAP MY ALMOST NON-VISIBLE PENIS IN BETWEEN. FOLLOWING THAT, I PROCEED TO HIT THE CLIMAX WHERE THE STICKY ICKY SPERM FLOWS IN BETWEEN THE CRACKS OF MY EVERY TOE AND STERALIZES IT FROM ITS GROTESQUE BACTERIAL KINGDOM! WHY STOP THERE? I SUBSEQUENTLY RUB MY CUM-STAINED FEET ALL OVER MY LOVELY FACE AND WAIT FOR THE PLEASURABLE FLUID TO DRY UP ALL OVER. MORE EFFECTIVE THAN TAKING A SHOWER AND/OR VISITING A DERMATOLOGIST, NEITHER WHICH I EVER DO, I SWEAR!
EVERY TIME I HAVE A FAMILY MEMBER OVER, I GET AROUSED OFF THEIR REMOVAL OF THE SHOES. I SERVE THEM A BEVERAGE LACED WITH DROWSY MEDICINE AND THEN TAKE ABSOLUTE ADVANTAGE OF THEIR SWEATY VILE FEET WHEN THEY FALL ASLEEP, BY PROBING IT INTO MY ASSHOLE SO DEEP THAT IT CLEANS ALL THE SHIT JAMS THAT MAY CAUSE ME TO CONSTIPATE. A PLUMBER'S JOB IS NEVER DONE!
YOU FAGGOT HATERS ARE JUST JEALOUS BECAUSE I GET ALL THE ACTION AND YOU DON'T!!!
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