Hoosier Daggers (looking for booking)

There was a time long ago in a world where man was unheard of and few rabbits hopped the earth. A guitar rose from the ground and along with it a dagger on its side. Together a thing called Rock was created, and with this rock a window was broken along with an ear drum or two. It's not the size that matters, it is how thin the glass is. What? Who cares. We like beer and steak, so buy us some and in favor we will entertain your brain with musical theatrics of disappointment. How do we like it, raw, fresh off the cows ass. Why? because we want to grill it ourselves. Your dirty little hands are not worthy of cooking our steaks. Why? We don't know. Help us through our journey of living this fantasy rock and roll life style as we play our songs on Rock Band the game and not Rock Band the stage. I once caught a snake and wrapped it around a hot dog put it on a bun and it did not enjoy that. An elephant can hop across a river like a horse can climb a rope in gym class. There are so many things we can do besides rock until guitar strings do not exist anymore, but why would we do a thing like that? These drums will bang until the last tree is chopped for its sticks. There is no telling where on earth we will end up in this bio and in life, so eat an apple and prey for a worm. That way you know life still does exist on this planet. Who cares about the other ones, noone can afford the plane ticket to visit them anyway. We hate you as much as we love you and we will see you with blurred vision at the next show!