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When this morning I woke up to the sound of a msg on my fucking phone, which I forgot to turn off cause I went to bed drunk as a skunk, despite the horrible headache I could not help being curious to see who the asshole was who sent me that fucking msg... It was fucking Numbskull Action with the link to their latest album, with the following text: “Morning Mate... -at least they are polite- This album is choc full of filler tracks, drenched in organ with the volume cranked up to deep fried...“ So I definetely turned off the fucking phone and tried to sleep again.... But I felt so bad that it was impossible, so I took a couple of painkillers... And I remembered these crazy hooligans, who buy their equipment as cheap as beer, but can't be beaten making a mess, and since I was already fucked up I remembered Robert Duvall in “Apocalypse Now“ and I thought... “I love the smell of napalm in the morning“... Fucking Woking guys, they made my day!!! https://numbskullac
