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I bet a million years from now, Martians will find our CD and say, "Holy shit, now thats some rock n roll." Evidently, Martians hate rock n roll. As a result, we are met with a constant barrage of attacks from the future trying to keep us down. What those assholes don't realize is that strife and struggle only make us stronger. We like the taste of blood and we puke a lot. Quinn is a wild man. He was born in the jungles of rural Arkansas where he studied and mastered the art of ninja. He does...

I bet a million years from now, Martians will find our CD and say, "Holy shit, now thats some rock n roll." Evidently, Martians hate rock n roll. As a result, we are met with a constant barrage of attacks from the future trying to keep us down. What those assholes don't realize is that strife and struggle only make us stronger. We like the taste of blood and we puke a lot. Quinn is a wild man. He was born in the jungles of rural Arkansas where he studied and mastered the art of ninja. He does most of the puking. Cain is the human wrecking ball and Jules brings the thunder.