This guy gets it. Nothing better than the Scov. He turns a frown upside down. No set, no actual set, just a fourteen story hollow public tube to the sky. But he kills. He fucking kills. With nothing. If you chopped a ninjas arms and legs off and taped their eyes shut with something that you would use to do that, they would never EVER murder like the ninja that is RO-SCO.
this is his official account, posted in '07, makes me wonder if it was a girlfriend we hear laughing behind the camera. On Conan in 2018 he said he has a wife, I wonder if it's the same person.
Nothing to DISStaste. Nothing to abskew. No one drone imploded on the phenol-fonal-distonal, sense of our scents transposed... Individuality on a great relation to abstract inflation... We have a relative sense in sensations beyond the worst, or the in quote "best".... and live it on our chest... Take the time. Make the rhyme. Love the implement sublime. Realize the extrinsic implementation of our grind... You are with me, in escalation, decline...
