From esteemed Stank trolls Bob and Marta comes this train wreck from which you cannot avert your gaze.
For the first 1:45, it's merely awkwardly botched jokes.
Then the beat, and the real pain, start.
Musings from the Round Mound of Unprofound
From esteemed Stank trolls Bob and Marta comes this train wreck from which you cannot avert your gaze.
For the first 1:45, it's merely awkwardly botched jokes.
Then the beat, and the real pain, start.