Darlo
Hey, it’s Darlo’s Bio! Arright! Well, I was born in a crossfire hurricane . . . just kidding! Seriously, I was raised by a toothless bearded hag . . . kidding again!
My dad was in porn. You might have heard of him. He’s a bastard, and yes, he’s in jail, but he’s not as bad a guy as The Douchebag says. He has his sweet side. And I do too. In fact, in the past few years, thanks to Joey, who not only tastes like apple cinnamon but is also missing a gag reflex, I have really begun to understand my inner child. We’ll totally have a new record out in like a year, and you’ll see that the lyrics are muy differentay than stuff like “Ultra-Apache,” which maybe was a little racist after all.
Anyway, here’s something I love that says more about how great rock and roll is than I ever could.
