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Edit lightly
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When in doubt, ask the crowd
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besides the slappin da bass, a new meaning to this song came to me at moe.down this year: every festival i go to, whatever meat i have left is always disgusting by sunday. i'm usually pretty spun out by sunday morning, so when i'm digging through my dingy, watery, bloody cooler lookin for something to eat, i tend to find meat. dirty, disgusting meat. MEAT!!!! maybe.....
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this song means... Rob can sure slap the shit outta the bass.
FUCK YEA!!! good call.
FUCK YEA!!! good call.
besides the slappin da bass, a new meaning to this song came to me at moe.down this year: every festival i go to, whatever meat i have left is always disgusting by sunday. i'm usually pretty spun out by sunday morning, so when i'm digging through my dingy, watery, bloody cooler lookin for something to eat, i tend to find meat. dirty, disgusting meat. MEAT!!!! maybe.....