The Rocky Horror Metal Show 🥀
Heres a skwistok shitpost while I work on some awesomeness (>ᴗ•)
I wasn't gonna post this one here but people seemed to like it a lot I keep joking on twitter about thorfinn wearing "ponchitos" because i never know how to call his cute little cloaks or whatever they are, so it eventually led to a lot of mexican jokes. If there's a Ponchitofinn, then here's Charroladd, i guess. 🇲🇽🇲🇽🇲🇽 I was gonna remove the pic of Vicente Fernández i used to reference the charro outfit but it looked quite funny there so i left it
Dethklok x Caballitos 🇲🇽🗿‼️.
Euro chikito owo
The name of the manager was written on a door. This room was especially interesting for Euronymous. The key fit! The door opened and we entered. In the middle was a massive desk, behind it a red wing chair with wooden armrests. On the wall I noticed a bright square. There hung the portrait of Erich Honecker, probably until a year ago. On the desk were two telephones and a grey box with various buttons and a flexible microphone. On the left side there was a huge extension wall, of course also made of light brown Sprelacart, in the showcases cups and pennants. I opened a cupboard door, discovered a bottle of Goldkrone and glasses in boot size. Euronymous sat down in the armchair and pretended to make a phone call. He pulled open a drawer and pulled out a pad on which he now scribbled something and signed it in a cosmopolitan manner. He was over the moon and looked like a little dictator who is sitting at the controls of power right now signing the next five-year plan or ordering the coming wave of arrests. He pressed the buttons and babbled into the receiver as if he had Stalin himself on the phone. And I was glad that he was happy as a clam. Now he even spoke a little Russian and everyone laughed! Then he opened the bottom drawer, took out a medal and happily put it on his jacket.
-Abo Alsleben: Mayhem Live In Leipzig. Wie ich den Black Metal nach Ostdeutschland brachte.