Weird shit with a swinger club, a Target that everyone in the swinger club went to afterward, Carolyn looking for some car part at Target, a kid there who was somehow the voice of Satan… who I managed to convince to start chanting Satanic incantations that enthralled the other random children at Target into Satan’s thrall.

We then looked for a car part at this gas station that was also a record store — his only records were 7″ records that were in a tool chest in the actual car garage. Yea… really weird shit.

''Dreams... They're the hurricanes that wash the soulfilth from the superdome of our nightminds.'' --Xavier:Renegade Angel

“Dreams… They’re the hurricanes that wash the soulfilth from the superdome of our nightminds.”
Xavier:Renegade AngelMood: hurty
Music: The Church – Tel Aviv