We will get you laid. More Malört, always more. Calamity. Commodifying sobriety. We are now proudly missing deadlines. Stephanie. Please don't eat food cooked on or in non-food service metal. Fluffers provide life support. Plus One. Fuck Dennis Kucinich, apparently. Throwing the C-suite under the bus. Gate Obtuse Director. Beth doesn't know Deadmau5. Baby Boy v. Turnaround. Spires need the right number of spire-doers. The 420 ballista. Gate loves loving on Gate. We have deaf camps. Cones and saws on busted-ass cars. Makeout Queen consents. Bat Country does not collect $200 but does pass go. We keep everything in. BLEEPED because BLEEP. Black and Tans deal with their doodies. Also, a giant inflatable dick assault. Plus, Perimeter and Exodus.
We met Han Cholo & Lazy Fuck at the first A3rd live show. Easily impressed by dragons. Diego Rivera. Paco delicious. D-day makes clothes from 90s dork-culture. Children's Theatre. There are no good Eric Roberts characters. The 9-11 of the DMT of boxing. 9-12 year old boxing. What the fuck, psytrance?! The Moop Master. Change your hoses and belts, willya? One Sponge Bob; one dog. 420 @ 69. If you don't know Cell Space, you can't know Cell Space. Rex made a "hot" pun. More Animal Control, we guess. Humor First, Safety Second, Other People's Feelings Last. The Ice Strategy. You're fine if you suck-off shit. Reverend Billy and the Church of Stop Shopping. B. F. Skinner's Choke-A-Tron 8000. Scumbag alley scumbags. Also, historically, only D-day dances. Plus, a subtle Spaulding Gray reference. Also-too, Code Adam says "Papa."