The Bandits are always happy to accept new blood. That is, if you've got the wit, the guts, and the bass.
The Bandits are always happy to accept new blood. That is, if you've got the wit, the guts, and the bass.
All y'all best remember if it isn't a misfit then there ain't nothin to worry about because the misfits be the biggest, baddest members in history we be all up in your grill laying down some steak and we aint talking some pissy lil bandit sized mc happy steak we're talking we laying down some Behemoth steak in your face.
Misfits lets eat these trouts.
Misfits: now with 50% more tracksuits and underage girlfriends.
Get back to laying face down in the ditch where we threw you.
3 days. I leave this site for three days, and I come back as one of the last relatively sane members...
Screw it, hook me up with the Returners.
Returners Represent!
Relative sanity I think he means.
He probably decided that Mankind coming up and talking to him was the last straw. We won't be seeing him again.
Damn right we're sick, us Misfits are so sick we'll make you drop dead when you see us and thats just the shooting you in the face moomba kid.
Not sure if anyone has mentioned this already but every time I read this thread title all I can think of is the old school Booker T theme song.
Bow before the mighty Javoo!