
Once upon a time a few years back, a couple of drunken weirdos from Florida moved to S.F. and started a raucous punk band. They quickly laid waste to a scene saturated with sissy haircut jerkoffs.
Some nights they sucked onstage, while on other nights they fucking KILLED everything in sight -
especially the booze - but alas, shit this caustic is never meant to last.
I miss these guys; at times they conjured up some serious "Poison Idea-esque" moments -
Believe me when I tell you that...
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