Boyscout Killers

..We have been stuck in this hellish place of forced believed comfort, surrounded by the monotony it's inhabitants ultimately wear. Government workers are seen flocking every street corner. Conversations about elastic fights that broke out in the Data Entry cubicles can be felt floating over the city, something like a bad omen. We live in a place which is brimming with people who smoke large quantities of weed and waste it on couch conversation. Derelict roads leading to no place of interest. One of us managed to get to the other side of the world, only to find out the situation was worse there. We are forever trying to keep our sanity the only way we know how. We are the Boyscout Killers and we create...