Several thousand years later Gwar were stumbled upon and awakened by, Sleazy P. Martini, a known pimp, pusher, pornographer, and record executive for capitalist records, accidently into GWAR's Antartic tomb and woke them. He took them to New York, gave them electric guitars, and began to market them as his latest Rock-N-Roll sensation. Some of GWAR's adventures are chronicled in their albums, comics, and video, but their are still plenty of Gwar stories waiting to be told
Now the only way to truly validate your life before death is to join the masses of "lowly zit-ridden scum of outcast prepubescence" when GWAR comes to ravish and bloody your mutant town.