“This next song is dedicated to the soon-to-be-late Leo Ryan.”
“Flavor Aid, oh Flavor Aid
Somehow I knew
Cyanide inside you
Would work out right.
To kill us in a single night.
Sweet Flavor Aid Mass Suicide.”
“This next song is dedicated to the soon-to-be-late Leo Ryan.”
“Flavor Aid, oh Flavor Aid
Somehow I knew
Cyanide inside you
Would work out right.
To kill us in a single night.
Sweet Flavor Aid Mass Suicide.”
*levels out of a 200 foot ramp drop straight into bat’leth exhibit*
*levels out of a 200 foot ramp drop straight into bat’leth exhibit*
*and by “axe” I mean “guitar”**, fuck that a capella shit
**also I have an axe, to chop up some motherfuckers
*and by “axe” I mean “guitar”**, fuck that a capella shit
**also I have an axe, to chop up some motherfuckers
Wired: A Globetrotter literally saying Hello to Larry
Wired: A Globetrotter literally saying Hello to Larry