Aw, what day is it? Wednesday, Thursday maybe? F-dat noize. All we wanna see is some "Saturday," prowling around Darby Crash-like mumbling, "Gimmie gimme this, gimmie gimme that." But obvs some kinda jacked-ghostly spirit Darby, wandering into the void of some Baltimore-ian shit-house of a party, looking for a skin to inhabit, only to get curb-stomped (spirit-style) by some dude named Buck. Buck's watching a band play and having the 'gasm of his life while doing it; he ain't got time to deal... (read more)
Artists in this story: Dope Body