fightingrecords

I am writing my first journal entry at the end of the fuckin tour but better late than never I guess. We just hit the girls van with a FLOUR BOMB... a concoction that instantly turns to dough on the winshield. They were less than pleased. The war is on. We're suspicous of every movement they make and expect retaliation at any moment... wait they are pulling over right now - could this be it? ...false alarm.