Much like Zombies in a Plan 9 movie, you just can't kill Leo and Clint. Shortly after the burial of Hot Black Desiato, they rise again. Armed with Chris from Floating Goat and Laurie from Three Weeks Clean, the new weapon is Orb of Confusion: Hessian Metal at its finest.
You fucking degenerates are an affront to decent musicianship. I hate all of you so much. I hear that yout drummer is a real sack of crap in particular.
I have formulated a band with all of your (very few) positive qualities and none of the negatives (such as your incessant demonstration of poor personal grooming and your "devil-may-care" outlook on dress.) This band will be dubbed "Ball of Disorientation", and soon I will have a really fancy website that you can read about it on. I'm totally serious.
If you guys keep practicing so loud, we're gonna hafta move to a new place. I don't know how we can practice our gypsy bluegrass acoustitronic love songs with all that racket wafting our way. s