Wreaths of slices in your ear till the gravedigger came. The fragments and forrows tell how you could find content or a hangover or death. With the most vivid imagination to the sickening reality of that butchery, GENUS INKASSO colored your shirts with blood or even Salsa-Dip. Decomposition had not set in, harsh overtones demolishes your confidence while pinheading with your body.
Sounds like delightful entertainment ? G o o d - we have "SUCH SIGHTS TO SHOW YOU".