twinlynch

Play music; take photos; surf porn; have a wank; wank your partner; call a fat cat banker a bloated plutocratic wanker; perform cunnalingus; take a course and find a party source; have sexual intercourse of course; create a newborn; watch a big fucking television; avoid the laundry thugs selling washing powder drugs. Choose life!

Once upon a time in a land far far away, I was nobly conceived in the presence of a king and queen. A heralded celebration with travelling minstrels with knobbly knees; playing lutes, pipes & tabors and the hirtenschalmei. I grew up during civil unrest and was prepared for battle. I won many a sword fight to the sound of the rauschpfeifen. Then one day I took to the drum, inspired by the aroma of teen spirit. This lead to the challenge bestowed upon me to search for the holy Grohl. My quest is never ending, but perhaps the magic of a female companion with a treasure chest may allow me to bequeath my heavy search for the rhythmic deity to generations to come...