L.A. Magouirk and The Invisibles
Hear ye, Hear ye.
It is decreed by the kings of Cottonport that Mr. Magouirk will play his guitar and soothe young souls on April 23.
Country bumpkins and toothless imbreds are all invited and we can howl at the rabbits and grin like sons of bitches.
No cover to get in and no shelter from the chaos.
Be sure to bring a towel. We're gonna shag ass, baby.
I know it's a month away but I couldn't help it.
-Your Favorite Irish Mexican
It is decreed by the kings of Cottonport that Mr. Magouirk will play his guitar and soothe young souls on April 23.
Country bumpkins and toothless imbreds are all invited and we can howl at the rabbits and grin like sons of bitches.
No cover to get in and no shelter from the chaos.
Be sure to bring a towel. We're gonna shag ass, baby.
I know it's a month away but I couldn't help it.
-Your Favorite Irish Mexican