Puppies and Ice Cream Puppies and Ice Cream Wellsome, apres de Germaine, bundastag [??], Einsturzende Neubaten. Und Seed meets Egg, Feotus. I wormed me way to le Continental Divide pour le einst timen. Great place, no cover, beers tres bucks, that's cheapum in Manahattannum, kiddies. Didn't know wat, I mightum findum, but foundem a familiar sounding named band by de name uf, Motorcycle Boy. I could swearum I'd seenum beyfore. But one *c*un*t be sure. They was some good down holm, they be from Cackafornia, I believe, Rock und Rollem! Messy, grungy, straightforward, gotta like a band with a song called I hate the sunset strip. Once again, likeum EN, classic guitars, really classic guitars, old old, thoat I walking inum a museumem for bote shows. EN brutalizem withem, Motorcycle Boy RnRen withem. Gutten Stuffen! Classic with the classics, exploading with de classices! A fine right well rounded kicking killer crunching creavining! ROCK UND RULE! fROm De factory to de Garage, we got de heeeets bubbas! Bumbum....bum.