Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Leather Rebel

You know you're fuckin' metal when you have enough shirts from one band to last you a good week.

It's pretty brutal when your wardrobe consists only of band shirts. And especially if they're tour shirts, and you were at the shows, and they're soaked in sweat, blood, and some unknown substance you noticed as you were leaving the venue but haven't cared to wash off for fear of the novelty wearing off.

What the fuck is that shit anyway? Do I really want to know?

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