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So yeah it all happened this one time; uh we weren't in a band, and then some things happened, weargued a little. Then we argued a lot. Then we were a band. That's the short story. The long story is that a longtime ago in a galaxy far far away there was a band called tank24. It's demise was fairly painless, RockDanger fled the country to marry his betrothed and stink up the place. Van Donk III and the elusive Eskimo had bidhim fairwell; and they too went their separate ways. Later that year Van Donk III was asked to join another bandnamed P45, and success followed, only for it to be taken away at a most unfortunate time; namely during a tourof the west coast of America. He returned home and nothing happened for a very long time. Then from out ofnowhere, Van Donk III had made a new friend whilst slaving at a local palace of depression. (a shop) This newfriend also slaved at the palace. His name was ZombiLord. ZombiLord too had been in a Hungarian hardcore bandcalled Kevés. The two slaves talked for a very long time and found that their interests were similar. Much drinkingand planning had ensued about many, many things. Much later great news had been delivered to Van Donk III.Rock Danger was to return to the homeland. This had made the two slaves put their ideas into action. Soon RockDanger had arrived and introductions were made. A little later a horrible noise could be heard from many milesaway by the local and very unfriendly villagers. One of the villagers had told the three whilst in a lift that he had noconcept of radio. Many moons had passed when much to Rock Danger's amusement; his long time good friend(read love me longtime) Ku Klux Kneivel was to roam back into the village. Ku Klux Kneivel had too returned to thehomeland after many years climbing the cocaine mountains of Lon Don. Ku Klux Kneivel enjoyed the jest, theconversations and the smell. He cried loud like a lost baby at starplan with joy to join such a band of miscreants.His nostrils flared with a mighty rage etc etc...A long time passed by, but then the villagers heard a much lesshorrible noise than before. It was a sound unlike the shite they were used to. These four idiots made a bandcalled FINGLONGER. (And if you're still reading this crap you must be very, very bored).
