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- Posse Deep.
- Birmingham Critters Are The Best.
- This Thing.
- Tinkerin'
- Take this flyer and post it everywhere.
- That's my dawg.
- Jammin'.
- Black Metal.
- Searching.
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- Happy 420 Yo.
- Trip Out Man.
- This shit is sneaking up.
- Portrician.
- Happy Birthday Duane!
- Good Friends Ain't Nothin' To Fuck With.
- Again and again.
- What's Up Player?
- McDonalds. Asians.
- What are you doing on Saturday?
- So you want to be different?
- I Love Livin' In The City.
- Pancakes.
- It's not my imagination....
- Alien Thug.
- Panhead Frame Needed!
- Ride To Shred Frontside Rocks in the Deep End....
- Thanks ChopCult!
- Bro.
- Creative Process.
- This guy's a kook.
- I guess swazis are cool?
- Ramble Tamble!
- We had a few shirts made....
- The Best Campsite Ever.
- Vintage Slut.
- Mark Your Calendars! July 28th 2012! Milwaukee!
- Swap Meet Weekend.
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April
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I'm an old mothafucka' and remember when that shit went down. Sketchy reports out of California about a blood-drenched actress, a group of hippy followers and a messianic acid-freak scared the fuck out of Ward and June Cleaver Amërïka.
ReplyDeleteCharlie's got issues, but if it weren't for a troubled childhood and a few crossed wires, he could have cured cancer or developed water filtration systems for third world countries.
Now he spends his days playing checkers with pimps and drug dealers at San Quentin while visions of sugar plums and electric demons dance in his head.
From what I understand, when he gets out he plans to open a flower shop or run a summer camp for wayward youth.