Werewolf: The Mike & JB Show!

[Mike] I’d just like to acknowledge that today is the 9th anniversary of Skynet becoming self aware and neutralizing the human threat by framing the US against Russia and therefore initiating nuclear war. FINALLY, a reason to drink this bottle of hobo tequila I’ve been saving.

For the love of God, watch JB’s post that’s directly under this one.

[JB] – I’ve been meaning to do this for awhile now. We had a show at Nitetown in Lafayette on August 18th, which had a pretty surreal first set. Nothing but girls. Seriously. Not one dude. Well.. Actually 3 but they didn’t count. It was a surreal experience. So much so, that I had to make an animation to accurately recreate the experiences we experienced. Let’s see if this shit is gonna work.

Oh, and before I forget.. The style is copied from that “full of internets” video I saw a long time ago. Only because the drawings looked simple and could be done quickly and cheaply. Suck it.

You can also view a bigger/better version HERE.

[JB] – I’m bored as shit. Here’s another mashup song I did, because I can’t seem to get enough free time to make actual music.
click, all ye who abandon hope.

[JB] – The show saturday was a romp. Matt was mad about something and stabbed our stage lighting with a screwdriver before throwing it across the stage. Probably because we didn’t want to help him set up and we were late, and drinking, and I kept leaving, and his food was getting cold, and he was tired, and our lights weren’t working right, and nobody was helping him, and it was hot outside.

Speaking of hot, it was fucking hot.

So, the show went over well. We didn’t do the set-list thing, and instead began taking requests. Which I find is a much better way to spend 5 minutes between songs.

I do appreciate that people actually stuck it out till the end. I know it was beyond fucking miserable out there, and after I shit my pants, the smell was nigh on unbearable.

Shit you missed if you didn’t come:

1. Me throwing up into my mouth from slamming a steaming hot cup of thera-flu.
2. Illegal D’s new drumset.
3. Mike’s adorable pink cock.
4. Chicks with huge tits collapsing from exhaustion all over our stage monitors.
5. A white chick breakdancing!
6. An asian chick breakdancing!
7. A mysterious rapper!
8. A mysterious rapper’s wasted friend!
9. A totally badass improvised freestyle rap consisting of two notes, and the words “Yeah” and “LSU”
10. Buttfucking

That was pretty much it. We didn’t get rich from the show, so if anyone who didn’t come to our show saturday reads this, please pay twice at our next show. Also, I hear complaints from the guys in the band that no girls rush up on stage and beg for sex. Now, I don’t know what is wrong with you ladies, but my men’s unquenchable libidos need satiating! And I need pictures!

Oh shit! I almost forgot, I took pictures at the show. So those of you who didn’t come, you fucking lucked out this time.

Here’s a picture of Satan’s fiery asshole making sure our North Gate show is nice and humid and hot.

Here’s a white chick who decided to Brokedance.

Here’s our lovely friend Stephanie, she decided to serve the white chick.

Here’s a picture of our mystery rapper!! He appeared as mysteriously as he rapped.

Oh shit!! I forgot it’s Matt’s Birthday!! Quick, Ladies, put your mouths on his weener before he swears off women forever!!

[JB] – Yo. My formerly conjoined brother Adam formed a rap group awhile back with a couple of friends. They called this self serving circle jerk “Rap Attack!” and I thought I’d post his fresh shit for me to listen to everytime I visit this goddamned page to see if anyone actually ever looks at it.

Seeing as this is a blog about my band, I guess I could write a little about myself.. I have a huge dick with giant balls.
More sizzling inside info coming soon! Stay tuned! In the meantime listen to this shit.

Fatherfucking Rap Attack

[Mike] Spent the weekend in Alabama playing some shows at Zydeco in Birmingham and The Highlands in Auburn. Note: Hanging out and playing 80s music gets you paid to drink.. did you know that?

Backstage @ Zydeco in Birmingham

It was a nice bar, not the type of bar you’d imagine would play actual Zydeco music. Zydeco bands don’t play at Zydeco. Did you know Zydeco means snapbean? Because the music is “snappy” they called it Zydeco. Kind of like a Cockney type word association. By the way, I am going to open up a bar called Werewolf. We will never play there.

We noticed something interesting about the toilets backstage at Zydeco. We called them “Love Toilets”. We kept daring each other to go in there with someone else in the band and hold hands while stinking up the place. Funny though, we would never do that because NO ONE IN THE BAND IS HOMOSEXUAL. I don’t care what Illegal D says.

In keeping with posting pictures for the ladies, here is one of JB sleeping like a baby in the steaming sauna of a hotel room in Auburn, AL. Note: He is not clenching his ass, it really is that awesome.

We were lucky to make it back to Baton Rouge with our trailer since someone didn’t hook it up correctly. We were pretty close to looking out the back of the truck at 80 mph and saying, “Hey, where did our trailer go?” That would have been pretty hilarious.