Jason "I Bent My Wookie" Frank
D.O.B. 6/23/02
BASS, Kama Sutra
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| Mescaline Jones Jason "I Bent My Wookie" Frank D.O.B. 6/23/02 |
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| Band Positions BASS, Kama Sutra |
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| my name is jason frank. hello. i was born this year, and my intellectual powers have amassed beyond any mortal preceding my brith thus far. being not even one year old, it's safe to say i'm the smartest person in the world. and don't take my lack of grammar as me not being smart, grammar is dumb and below me. i'll tell you about myself. when i came out of my mother's womb, i was disgusted at myself for being so naked and having the color of a lizard. i had myself cleaned immediately and set out for the big apple. there i befriended larz mcphizz. we could see right away i was built for the bass guitar. my strong fingers, strong arms, strong mind, it all just fit together. we robbed a local musical convenience store and headed out to montana with our new supplies. on the treck there, i became well versed in the stylings of bass guitar. studying the greats that had come before me. my skills surpassed all others, i became like an olmec of the bass guitar, but better. larz had uber-powerful drumming techniques, and when we jammed magic really flowed. but we knew we needed more, something was missing. our journey to montana brought us to a local animal shop / pornography bistro. we discovered a man called crispen lip service. his fingers flowed across his guitar like water over semen. giving an output of sticky refreshment that left us wanting more. through a series of bickering, trading magic: the gathering cards, and watching oprah, crispen joined the band. our sound was nearing completion. finally, aliens came down from the sky and dropped off donny suicide and buster badshot. they had earlier been abducted and apparently alien probing gave them super-natural musical talent. buster busted out rhymes and schemes like nobody's business, and donny could stroke the keys of a keyboard like a greek love godess. we forced them to join the band, with promises of doritos and skydiving in the future. thus completed the sound that we had been looking for. we aptly named ourselves "lord huggington" and became an instant overnight microwave success. playing shows up and down the coast and wooing fans with our amazing stage nonpresence. we then traveled back to montana and are currently playing weekly at the pet shop / pornography bistro. thursday night is senior citizen's night. | ||||||||||
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