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Club Chernoble EP

by Foist (I Was Afraid)

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1.
Required To Exchange Chimeras Of Boundless Grandeur For Realities Of Little Worth, For Cock's Sake 06:20
2.
If You're Going To Do That To Me, At Least Look Me In The Face While You Do It 10:55
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I Think That Would Make Me Feel A Bit Funny 05:14
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Scrotum For My Valentine 03:20
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Baby Oil, Although Made From Actual Babies, So Not Quite The Same 02:04
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I Bet You Look Like a Tit On The Dance Floor 03:21
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Embarrassing Pig Bodies 03:11
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Argh, My Legs! 03:19

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Dancing to the dancefloor, Usher Raymond IV sets his sights on the cheeky dough-eyed mink across the room. Woooar Cherlyz, fresh from a heady bout of twatting immigrants in toilet
cubicles, muffles a giggle as his little trip on the carpet is INCORPORATED LIKE A PRO into the fluid moves. He'll make you a tape. It's NOT predatory. Without a doubt, though, bad bacteria.

First Lady of the Court, Ms. Perry, surveys the scene like a twitchy meerkat, visibly disappointed at the lack of quality blit on offer this night. She's already spiked the punchbowl when no-one was PEEKING although this was by weeing in it. Pretending not to have noticed is popular feminist auteur "Stormin'" Nicole Scherzingerzingersch, who takes at it like a horse to a trough. You don't have to write this down, it's all in the notes.

The two cockgrease-caked twufts of hair hanging down Black-Eyed Fergie's face is all she's got left now from her patchy, bleeding shaved head; "Milk, in my Coco Pops", she mutters quietly to himself, over and over. "Milky, milky, Coco Pops." Leave her to play with his soggy fireworks in the corner, it's oh kay they won't go o f f f f f f f f .

Two doors down, Sir Paul Gadd, teary pupils grey and bloody from the Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow, ratting around in the bins outside the hysterectomy ward. "Look at me, I'm Davy Crocket!" Yeah just get on with it Gaz, Doc Fox can't hold that wire fence open all night.


It's imperative to remember that none of this is a sad scene.


Foist (I Was Afraid) is Simondo J. Topless, and Long Distance Clara.

Spastic Bootmash rarely had it this good.

Wilfully Cack-handed audio thuggery for boys, for girls.

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released August 1, 2011

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DiW's Simondo Topless drags you bleeding and kicking through a tumult of Laptronica, Post-Gabba, Blip-Hop, Glitch-Hop, Chip- Hop, 8-bitronica, Wreckstep, Fuckstep, Kronk, Breakcunt, Bootmash, Dub-Bass Splattercore, Harsh Clunge, Thugstep, Powerpop, Noisewhore, and Wrongtronica, not in any order. ... more

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