Everything was moving so fast, so many lights and smokes. I was having a hard time keeping up with the steps. I just tried to keep up with the fellasthere pretty good natured, a couple of guys shoved me. Ladies screaming for me to show them my dingus and then i thought we were going to go back to the club house and josh around some more but all they wanted to do is talk to these ladies who look like my aunt. Pretty disapointing, made me sad. I thought they were gunna be some cool guys that were gunna be life long friends but they turned out just to be a bunch of hunks. Who wants to be a hunk?

I know it's late but I just have to get this off my chest. We don't usually post about serious issues or let our true feelings be known. But a few days ago we were asked by a student magazine if drugs take any part in our creative process. The interview will be out in the near future, but I wanted to get to YOU, our fans, FIRST, before they may or may not change and alter my response. I believe in the truth and in hard work and everyone who has supported us over the years deserves to know how things really are. Here is our response:
We only do drugs once a year, every year, on New Years Eve. We take a bucket load of pingas down to Phillip Island and watch the Fairy Penguins waddle onto shore in what’s known as the Penguin Parade. It is a beautiful, heart warming and uplifting experience if you’ve shelved like 6 pingas before hand; otherwise it’s a bit disappointing as an adult. Then at midnight we give the pingas to the Fairy Penguins and they go off-♥♥♥♥♥♥♥-chops. You ever seen a tiny, flightless bird off its ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ beak on googs trance dancing at 6:00am? It’s out of this ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ world.
So nah not really lol xo