Michael "Squints" Palledorous walked a little taller that day. We had to tip our hats to him. He was lucky she hadn't beat the crap out of him. We wouldn't have blamed her. What he'd done was sneaky, rotten and low... and cool. Not another one among us would've ever in a million years...even for a million dollars had the guts to put the move on the lifeguard. He did. He had kissed a woman, and he had kissed her long and good. We got banned from the pool forever that day, but every time we walked by after that, the lifeguard looked down from her tower, right over at Squints...and smiled.
we're The Ghost of Asa Phelps from Athens, Ohio, and yes, we would love to play that show. Ohio or elsewhere! help us out if ya can, we'll do our best to reciprocate.
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Apparently you guys are the only people that can rage as hard as me. I would have done the same thing you guys did, laughed about it. I appreciate that very much. People normally aren't that chill but its sweet that you guys are. I'm really sorry. But hey, piss happens...right?
I hope to see you soon, I will get you a show theghostofASAPhelps...get it?! I will be down on Halloween for a show and then I figured I'd hit you up if that's cool. Let me know, thanks again.
thinking we should probably do our CD release show november 7th since we will have the discs by then and y'all are gonna be in clevo. more on that as it develops and grows like a healthy male penis, as opposed to the female penis
i am kind of drunk and it's tuesday night. i love you? you make me smile like when i see people fall in the street, or when i think about naked people arguing. get my drift? eh? eh?
oh, hello there. i noticed you from across the room and i couldn't stop myself from thinking about what would happen if i took you home and massaged your feet for an hour or three...er...uhh...STOKED FOR D.I.T. FEST AND THE WEEKEND AFTER THAT!! YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE A NATURAL WOMAN. GOODNIGHT.