HOLY GOD IN SEVENTH HEAVEN (the cover band from outside chicago, not the show on the WB with the child molesting priest)!
MY FEELS ARE SPARKLING AND CARBONATED AND A STRANGE HUE OF PLUM!!!!!
Shiko Shiko sound fucking amaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaazing! They're like Battles without falling asleep or Blood Brothers without the screaming, BUT THE SCREAMING MAKES THIS UNREAL! I can feel every fucking nerve ending in my body and I'm pushing things off my desk like I didn't just make all these piles neat as fuck bro.
WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING!??!?! WHY DO I WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH THESE CLOTHES AND EVERYTHING TO DO WITH THOSE BRAND NEW DISHWASHING GLOVES AND THAT BUCKET OF COCONUT OIL!>?!?!?!?!?
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!