Suicide Sundaes – stop your grinnin' and drop your linen. Every Sunday electblake of Earmilk will bring you the weeks dirty servings, and some old favorites through a throwdown-throwback to simpler times. A time when bangers were big, remixes were bigger, the bassline bled, and we didn't care about anything as long as came in kicking and left screaming. To hell with sketchy sunday, we want to shove another dragon down the hole.
So this past Friday was my birthday as well, you should be pretty fucking happy I managed to sober up enough to get this post together.
I drew from last weeks boiling pot of deep fried bangers and brought back Dyebox, Rotze, Just A Band and the regular group of SS killers.