We all hail from a white-trash area of New York.
It's pretty sweet; hombres sporting hunting apparel
to public events, vast numbers of mobile homes,
and farm people running amok.
These four youths assembled in this area in
June of 2004. Kenny, Justin, and Mike,
all living in the small metropolis of Afton, come together to hone and
develop their musicianship until they are ready to
take over the fucking world. Watch out, they might
just eat your face off or something completely savage
like that.
The dead march at night
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