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Iron Flatline
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... I mean, I'm known to let go an occasional good one. But this one, this is the kind that makes me want to leave the room. Usually a snake doesn't die from it's own poison, but I'm tellin' ya, it's bad.
There's an overall warmth, a thickness, followed by a definite sulphory egg. There's notes of licquorice and vanilla, but then it whomps you with that "whoa, de-comp!" or maybe old spinach in the bottom of the fridge.
I think I just heard the dog gag.
It's bad, I tell ya'...
There's an overall warmth, a thickness, followed by a definite sulphory egg. There's notes of licquorice and vanilla, but then it whomps you with that "whoa, de-comp!" or maybe old spinach in the bottom of the fridge.
I think I just heard the dog gag.
It's bad, I tell ya'...
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