Still the nastiest motherfuckers in grind. This got my tiddies swingin' in record time.
In this album, Ty Segall discovers the joys of prostate stimulation.
"Yeah, I feel your fingers in my insides [his ass]
Pulling upwards [the famed come-hither motion]
Straight onto the floor [he really means the ceiling of his anal cavity, where his prostate is]"
"Our salivating makes it all taste worse" It is here I can only assume Ty has tasted the fingers that were once in his ass. Nice!
Beg for Life - Death metal.
Planetary Clairvoyance - The last minute musically represents that feeling you get when you finally hit your stride and push a stubborn stretch of shit right out your taut ass
Phosphorene Ultimate - A fitting ambiance for your slow-motion ascent from the toilet bowl, basking in your filthy glory, staring directly into the massive pile of shit you left behind
Infinite Resurrection - It's alive! Your tectonic turd sprouts a dozen shit-stalks and begins defensively ... read more
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