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We are fun loveing freaks looking for love and friends, but dont ever forget we are freaks. A former band member (who was sworn to secrecy about his fellow band members as required to be a 33rd level You're Welcomist) had this to say: "This one guy" and I were found as babies floating down the nile in reed baskets. The Pharaohs bitch (wife for the p.c.) found us and decided we were cute as buttons. So she raised us in the palace. "That one guy" was trained to be a general and guitar player and I was made into a high priest/keyboardist. Anyway, the Pimps had been enslaved by the Egyptions and forced not to pimp but instead sell toasters on the side of the road for the Pharaoh, which was bull shit. So we said to Pharaoh "Look, that's not cool" and he said "What the hell, shut yo' mouth up boy." We said "there's two of us" which angered him and he ran us out of the palace with a broom. Suddenly "not Gabe" showed up to reveal that he was our real dad. So we started playing "Make'er Ugly" and all the pimps left Egypt, we parted the Atlantic ocean and walked to Atlanta. It was only years later we found a bottle on the beach and in it was a note. It was from the Pharaoh and read "Hey, you god damn rascals, I want you to know something. I ain't just the Pharaoh. For in a kazillion years I shall rise again as Count Crackula. In the mean time I am going to make "Make 'er Ugly" the Egyptian national anthem. Peace Out. Oh but one last thing, I forgive you..." In current news: We are going on world tour starting with California, Texas, and Virginia...Also does anyone know J. Z. Knight's phone number?