Wednesday, March 27, 2013

"Natzles"


Don't ask about my future


This one time at bandcamp...

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True swag, lick ma salty fingers babydoll


Retarded fishfrog

                                           Laugh out loud

Shitworms


Imagine this "gal" suckin' you off!

Got milk?


I like the way you jam, boy


Cuteipie


Gimme a straight line


Enough with the mellow gayshit.



TWISTED BAJSHÅL!

Påskspecial!


Livstil.

Taxi Slovakia.


Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Ecstasy.


Brobajz.



Skit... korv.


Glad Påsk!


              And as it was written on the cross of Jesus Christ:
                                      "Happy Easter!"

Bloodorgy.


"...And so it came to pass that the Countess, who once bathed in the rejuvenating blood of a hundred virgins, was buried alive... And her castle in which so many cruel deeds took place fell rapidly into ruin. Rising over the buried dungeons in that god-forsaken wilderness, a solitary tower, like some monument to Evil, is all that remains. The Countess' fortune was believed to be divided among the clergy, although some say that more remains unfound, still buried alongside the rotting skulls that bear mute witness to the inhumanity of the human creature."

Pop-Pop!


Boobs of life.

- "Skit mig på bröstet så att mina feta delfinpattar blir mätta!"

He squats, bro.