Review: Esoctrilihum – Annochiül Xar Sorthïlazur
Another year, another Esoctriihum release. Somebody should tell this man to stop esocing his trilihum for a bit.
Another year, another Esoctriihum release. Somebody should tell this man to stop esocing his trilihum for a bit.
Kick back and watch the stars float by.
How much do you think a custom band spacesuit would cost?
You won’t be needing any archaeological tools for this one.
“What flavor of autism do you have”?
*gestures broadly*
No trite jokes here about the album being Mið.
It’s the thought that counts.
Maybe we should let this one drift out to sea as well.
May the Lord bequeath to us His most powerful of fart music.
Great, now all I’ve got is ham pizza.