The Panic! Truth
Disk claimer: The fucking nuggets that you are about to shove into your eyes are right here, steaming hot in front of you, straight from the cook’s dirty ass kitchen. The cook being jon walker. It was in a house in Cairo. Who fucking knows how i got to egypt. Who fucking has any idea how jon got there with his heavy ass beard dragging him down. Anyways here you go .
The followi ng account was taken by a bear with no lower jaw. The commentary and editing is provided by the zit inside of my left ear
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On october 24 2015 jon snacker did some weird kinky shit
The crowd was quite small and he was pretty sad about this. As a matter a fack his entire performance was just him wailing into the microphone with no breaks to breathe, blink, or shit himself
We talked about brendon urie for a while and this is what he said. Direct quote everybody. “That man that boy. That ancient god BabyBoy. That man boy baby boy man boy baby.” Straight from the man himself. You heard it here first.
Now these statements had me fired up because i agreed so hard i had a raging erection. I would finish writing this but im getting so hard writing it i have to stop. Anyway thats the panic truth. Bye fuckers
this post is 10 years old in two days and i thought about “that man boy baby boy man boy baby” as recently as last week
