The time traveler known only as "Justin" brings us a musical gem about our immenent doom in his post-apocalyptic home-time where the world consists of himself, some Predators, robots, a few dinosaurs, and prarie dogs making up all life as he knows it. Hanging out in the 21st century, or as he calls it "the time of kick ass pizza," Justin recorded this album so it may be buried, along with a battery opporated cd player and a shit load of batteries, in a time capsule at a precise location so that (and I quote) "Me (Justin) and the Predators will have some party jams." So I present to you a glimpse of the world to come with "Future Wars of the Future."
today i ate lasana and spagetti for lunch while i was eating it my phone rang with my sopranos ringtone and mindy rotellini called me to tell me: she was eating pizza,her brother vinny rotellini was coming to town to watch rocky, and that she wanted to play super mario brothers.I think im going to by an iroc, and grow a mustache. please help me.
this is proof they are truly freedom haters
