Big Fuckin Skull


	Biographies


	Name: Royal Sloan Skills: NaziDeathRapeMachine playing, band promoting, webmastering, graphic design, background vocals, and remote bone marrow extraction. Known Weaknesses: None

On the ocean one day a long time ago, the pirate Walter Willison's boat was accosted by a different boat that boasted a flag that had a big pile of poop on a pink background. "Yar!" said Sloan Royal. "Fuck you!" Willison responded, "or I'll keel-haul ya!" "I'm a poop pirate," Sloan Royal told him, "I'll tie you to my poop-deck!" Walter Willison fired his cannon at Sloan Royal who ducked. Then he was first mate on one of the boats for a while. Sloan Royal pissed in his pants the first time he saw the Big Fuckin Skull in his dream. He decided to serve it and jumped shit and began searching for other people who knew about it. It was sometime later when he bought a tape from a guy who knew a guy that recorded the tape at a VFW, and Sloan Royal signed on to help Big Fuckin Skull the band convince the Big Fuckin Skull the big fuckin skull to return. After Skull Fu disappeared, there were many disputes over whether the Big Fuckin Skull was still out in space somewhere, or if maybe it hadn't ever left at all, and was lying in wait deep beneath the Earth's surface. Eventually, Sloan Royal quit looking toward the night sky altogether, and focused all his attentions to caves, sewers, and other dark places humankind had abandoned in favor of daylight and pussy shit. To this day, whatever it is he finds down there, Sloan Royal will shine his flashlight at it and tell it all about the Big Fuckin Skull he heard about and then dreamed about one time.