Good things do happen! :hexcrab-party: :hexcrab-party: :hexcrab-party:
Meeting real life Nazi punks is always so weird. Where I grew up punk belonged to the left, so when you start talking music with a group of strangers and then one of them brings up Screwdriver... well, it really throws you for a loop. Is this a whole group of Nazis or is this guy just their one shithead friend that they bring around because he's got the plug for dope? Am I going to get jumped for calling this guy out for being a piece of shit? What the fuck sort of venue am I even at? And lastly, why do these people feel comfortable talking to me like I'm one of them?
Anyway, rest in piss, Merv.
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Dead Nazis! We love to see it folks!
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