The Notorious MSG
I went through a minor MSG addiction a couple years ago. It culminated when I spent 4 hours licking my hand. I would sprinkle a little MSG on my palm, then I would lick it. Then I would put a little more MSG on my palm, then I would lick it. Then I would put a little more MSG on my palm, then I would lick it. I would moan a little. Then I would do it all over again. The MSG made me taste like me, but only better. It was the best me I have ever tasted. Seriously, lick your palm. Not so rewarding. Lick your palm with MSG. You will moan a little.
I don’t know what the Notorious MSG tastes like, but I know what they sound like because I was at their show at the Raven Lounge last night. They sound like they are so fucking rock n’ roll that they will split your ass open like Ron Jeremy breaking in a little person. You hear them, and you know you will never forget. They sound like angels jerking off the Kraken while he’s sniffing glue. They sound like 50 Bruce Lees breaking down a bank vault with their minds. They sound like my moans after I’ve licked my palm. They are just that good.
-Uncle Wheat Toast
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