RE: EIGHTEEN WHEELERS OF FORTUNE: LET'S PLAY BMFCT
07-23-2015, 05:58 AM
THE VERDICTNo fuckin' way? Yes fuckin' way! Scab eloquently disputes the claim with a sick, 140-decibel riff, which eventually fades into tinnitus and the persistent distant rumble of the highway. Motherfucker can play some motherfuckin' guitar, it seems like.
Vehicles procured:
- Amp truck with skull-shaped cab
peace to the unsung peace to the martyrs | i'm johnny rotten appleseed
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow