H.O.L.Y. F.U.C.K.I.N.G S.H.I.T. M.I.S.S.O.U.L.A. That show was off the chizzy. Fo’ shizzy. There could not be a better way to end a tour than that show. Well, that’s not true, but The Zepp isn’t getting back together anytime soon and I’m not exactly sure how you’d make beer bottles out of hot wings, so… We met a new friend in Missoula named Jason: It was like hanging out with a gigantic Teddy Bear all night. A twenty-five beer drinking, whole chicken eatin’, a mosh pit clearin’, bass playin’ Soundgarden crankin, Teddy Bear. Thanks for the hospitality buddy! As you read this, the boys are traipsing around the European countryside and I’m hoping that someone (hint, hint) is taking some photos and will start putting them up. That is, if they are not to busy eating brats and pouring schnauzer sized bottles of amazing beer on their faces. But even if that doesn’t happen keep tuned in because we have another big tour coming up in July. This time we will be heading out on the Mayhem Fest tou...
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