Wrap your brain in a checkered racing flag, and skewer it with a martini umbrella, bring it to the show and dance the twist with it.
The Bowel-Tones were a severed punk rock limb, boiling in a caldron of desecrated genres and twisted americana. A Hot Rod Mash-Up, not recommended for any living thing. Like cramming your head in a blender with a few tigers and a gallon of whiskey, then you press play".
Qué dijeron? esa jessy no tiene ni una rola de amor, todas son de despecho no? pues nel, ya subimos la prueba irrefutable de que no solo es comadre de paquita y lupita dalessio. Escucha el bombon y peligro, ademas búscate en las fotos del vive en my...
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