“Those jocks down in AR may think they can push me around and hide my trackball and move my purchase orders to the back of the queue, but they can’t touch me now. This is Brian’s time to shiiiiiiine!” Comments/Enlarge See all
Meeting your future wife at a Napalm Death show can be nerve-racking, because in between the ferocious tonsil hockey and mutual binge drinking all you can do is look at your watch and wonder, “How much longer is she going to be on this whole bicking-her-temples trip?” Comments/Enlarge See all
