Despite
the thirteen minutes of dinosaur vacuuming air T-Roy so kindly provides us
speaker tweakers at the end of "Emerald Vulture", I still
hung in there, like a hair in a biscuit, 'til the end of every last wasted
air rumbled. I guess, this officially makes me a Doomsday Junkie with a
mind still rattling and jumbled. The entire time, I visualized squat-teams
with gas masks marching to it like, a parade through a heartbeat of hooker
having an orgasm. Every echo flowed with the whore's moans, as I almost
fell victim to my own. Meteors soared around my eardrums, while the
spontaneous combustion of my beer went flat before I could launch it. I
would highly recommend any untypical stoner stereotypes with thirteen
extra minutes of your drunken lifetime to partake in the warfare. Since I,
too, was born under the bad sign of 3:13 and in the same minutes, "Heart
Of Ebon" will run to wreck a beautiful concentration, let's hope
Vince Burke along with Devil Doll Records can do us all a little justice
in the overall production of the World War Armageddon. Only this time we
won't star Bruce Willis or Tom Cruise as the man with a war in his pocket,
but mad-to-the-max T-Roy stocked with fuel and lung capacity.
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Despite
the thirteen minutes of dinosaur vacuuming air T-Roy so kindly provides us
speaker tweakers at the end of "Emerald Vulture", I still
hung in there, like a hair in a biscuit, 'til the end of every last wasted
air rumbled. I guess, this officially makes me a Doomsday Junkie with a
mind still rattling and jumbled. The entire time, I visualized squat-teams
with gas masks marching to it like, a parade through a heartbeat of hooker
having an orgasm. Every echo flowed with the whore's moans, as I almost
fell victim to my own. Meteors soared around my eardrums, while the
spontaneous combustion of my beer went flat before I could launch it. I
would highly recommend any untypical stoner stereotypes with thirteen
extra minutes of your drunken lifetime to partake in the warfare. Since I,
too, was born under the bad sign of 3:13 and in the same minutes, "Heart
Of Ebon" will run to wreck a beautiful concentration, let's hope
Vince Burke along with Devil Doll Records can do us all a little justice
in the overall production of the World War Armageddon. Only this time we
won't star Bruce Willis or Tom Cruise as the man with a war in his pocket,
but mad-to-the-max T-Roy stocked with fuel and lung capacity.