Krak Marskat

this, the guy on the picture, is my neighbour. this morning when i went out to get the mail, he was standing on his porch in a yellow tracksuit smoking crack and playing xylophone getting ready for his morning jogg. waving happily as our eyes met.

"yeah hey, going for a morning jogg are you, dont forget to stretch"...

that dude is living the vida loca i thought for myself standing there in my jammies feeling the hot breeze rising up from the asphalt caressing my balls.

HEY MAN!, you have any SNEAKERS i can borrow? he yelled, walking up to me.

he was giving out a distinct odour of elderberrys, only kinda smokey.

naw man, my dog ate em, fuck, why did i say that, its the oldest trick in the book.

godamn dogs he replied. he bought it, well, good thing i didnt have a dog, he probably would've eaten it.

i stood there for a while listening to his blabber, it was too early in the morning to engange in a conversation with a crackhead...


Well,then i went inside and made this tune /M

KRACK

SlowDance

Brak /M

Vinyldeath

Today when i woke up. my lungs were filled with vinyl, i had to crawl into the oven to melt it then spit it out. i almost vomited twice.

turns out. it wasnt even my lungs. heck, it wasnt even lungs it was some poor guys inside, and i was the black shit coming out of his mouth. pouring down onto spinning plates. /M

Black Goo

Disco

Heated By Legion