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Hey everyone! This is just a shitty fucking picture taken in a drunken and drugged out stupor on some fucking night that we were out about town and shit. Probably more than one person puked that night probably more than once. THAT’S THE SWAG LIFE! WE PUKE MOET MOTHERFUCKERS! WE SHIT LOBSTER! That’s the Walmer life. We excrete class. Y’all can’t keep up with that. Anyway. This one is all about no moombahton. We just reppin bass music up in this bitch. GO GRAB THAT BASS MUSIC! WE WILL NEVER FUCKING ANALYSE THE TRACKS WE POST! WE JUST GONNA DUMP THAT SHIT ON YOUR HEAD! TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT! GRAB IT AFTER THE JUMP!

Spread our madness:

Hey you! Fucking Americans! Yeah! Don’t break the fucking internets! Tell your fucking Congressman and Senator to fucking vote against it because you will ruin the internets for everyone. Like literally the whole fucking world. We will all fucking hate you. No music blogs will exist. We Walmer will personally hate you. If given the chance we would go to every citizen of the USA and tell them “Fuck you” if PIPA and SOPA pass. Even if you were obviously not directly responsible for it passing if you did nothing to try and stop it your are guilty in some way. Google makes it really easy to do.

AFTER YOU SIGN THE FUCKING PETITION GO GRAB SOME FUCKING MUSIC AFTER THE JUMP ASSMUNCHERS!

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Where do you listen to music? The girl’s bathroom? The school playground? You’re a creep. Even if you’re a girl it’s kinda creepy unless you have a kid and the kid is playing on the playground and you happen to be there to look after the little fucker. But then even if that is the case, why do you have your headphones on? Maybe your kid is screaming. You’ll never hear them. You’re a bad mother. This is not Parenting Today. Is there a blog called Parenting Today? Who cares. Fuckers are here for some fucking tunes so why don’t we drop the pretense and get straight to the point. Just straight up bass music for your stupid asses. GO GRAB THOSE TUNES AFTER THE JUMP FUCK FACES!

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On the outskirts of Calcutta there is a dump where people leave their used up bass. Living in the dump are a group of dedicated workers who collect this bass, this assorted bass, and put the different pieces back together and make new bass shit with it. This has been going on for generations and is the most important source of music up in this bitch. Maybe you would like to take a journey in to this garbage dump. Dive and swim inside. Do blow in the garbage dump. Fuck a girl maybe. Or if you are a girl you can fuck a man there. Or if you are gay you can do the opposite. But whatever you do, you do it in a garbage dump. GO GRAB THOSE FUCKING TRACKS AFTER THE JUMP CUNT MASTERS!

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Look at this fucking guy talking his hip hop talk on the mic like he’s some kind of modern day Gucci Mane. Who does he think he is? What is remarkable about the photo here is that it shows the actual vision of The Dirty Frenchman at that moment. Alright that’s the last of party photos from Friday that we’re gonna put up. We’re just fuckin’ happy that shit was such a success. Don’t forget on Saturday to go to this that our bros at the Mansion are involved with. Schlachthofbronx & Dubbel Dutch ain’t nothin’ to fuck with. Music AFTER THE JUMP: