bierstiefel

so. we went out. I'm sober.. but these guys. take a guess!

in leipzig

DAY OFF.

Come on. tour is really really fuck'n boring when you have days off. and dont drink. you become depressed and... well no. but i guess you need these days to get back to your old self. Anyways. Erik and Elliot are out running. that's strong.

I walked through leipzig today.... done a little shopping and whatever.

Hopefully someone else will blog more later.

oh. and combichrist threw a cake in the face of daniel graves, birthday boy... :P

oh. and leipzig is really beautiful.

OMG! It's fuck'n crazy

I cant even blog properly. BIG FIGHTS. OMG. here are .. AGAIN. ... various pictures.

just one. obviosly. .. galna jävla idoter! :D

I got balls of steel!

Not really.
Daniel Graves just hit me really bad in the balls.
Ofcourse, he got it REALLY fucking bad in the balls before all that jazz just by being the birthdayboy of the evening.
CC-boys are not gentile with that shit.
Balls are the big story of the evening. or rather to get them beat up.

Joe letz of Combichrist is the piratecaptain of the tour, beating everyone in the balls and taking a piss on wounded hands. I dont want to mention anything else becouse it might implicate myself...

Elliott out

Fightclub

Slagsmål igen.

Johan vs Elliott

Oavgjort är det bästa betyg jag kan ge det..
Sophämtaren kom och ville ha sina handskar tillbaks. Nazistjävel :)

Daniel fick sin sweet 16-shower, fast-tejpad i en stol med en tratt i munnen när CC hällde okännda mängder Jack Daniels rakt ner i halsen på karl´n. Jävligaste jag sett. Måste älska killen som bara tar det!

Min högra hand är i bandage efter ett slagsmål med ett rostigt taggtråds-stängsel.
Inga frågor tack.

Kontentan av det hela är i allafall att folket i CC och crewet verkar överens om att Elliott inte är en kille att slåss med om man inte har tänkt spöa skiten ur ordentligt, och det är precis skiten som gäller!

Johan skrek "världskreig" svinhögt på venuen ikväll. Dödstraff på det. långsamt, via rektoskopi.

Elliott out, MF

BRAUNSCHWEIG

So, we're in Braunschweig. It seems like hell on earth. Everything is gray. But the sound technican is nice. though the schedule is tight. Let's see if we make it.

sunday in germany, here are various pictures of things.

No balls - no kids!?

So... I said I would'nt be drunk tonight but I obviously am... Damn Daniel Long!!! (not graves as he claims) from asthetic perfection. haha. Okay. So... He mixed a lot of fuck'n rum with fruit. made us drink it.. and a lot of beer. and shit... whatever. he'd been real "cuddly" all night and then i started to easily hit me in the balls... SO .. I gave him the elbow in the balls back. he will never have children. hahaha. Here's the video...
wtf!

J e H