Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Waiting for Wotan #15
♪ We wait for Watain we are bored berserker ♫
"What's the matter with you all?"
♪ No work visa means no pig's blood berserker ♫
"The Spooky Master wearies of your malapropism!"
Posted by Randal Graves at 8:38 AM
Labels: inside joke theatre
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One of my friends went to the show last night, and since they're no longer allowed to hang dead pigs around the stage, they had to settle for baptizing the front row in pig's blood.
'cause that's what I want to be wearing upon exit. Guess I'm not as troo kvlt as I thought. Sniff.
Could one request bacon instead?
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Showered in crispy bacon? Add in some flapjacks and these moonstruck Swedes are my new favoritest band.
I just want to know when The Kids start making Immortal Pancakes.
No, Immortal cupcakes. They're trendy, dontcha know.
PANCAKES ARE THE NEW CUPCAKES.
I didn't know Gallagher did Metal shows. Do you get free rain coats?
That guy looks like he got a guitar string caught in his crouch. Hope it wasn't too painful.
Better than immoral pancakes now show us your cupcakes Prunella. Ye ole snarky duchess.
Wait, the Swedes couldn't get a work visa or the pigs?
THE SPACE CASINO PAYS OUT IN CAKE.
demeur, troo kvltin' ain't easy, nor is the aftermath of getting face punched, 4/1.
jim, what's the airspeed velocity of an unladen flying pig?
No work visa?!
I'm telling, we can't have that.
are we talking unladen african flying pig?
That is one scary ass picture.
BB, oh no, they had problems getting them. If only they had murdered in the name of democracy, then they'd have been fast-tracked.
jim, explain again how black metal may be employed to prevent earthquakes.
susan, agreed. Backwards baseball caps do look stupid on non-catchers.
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