scrunk
Hey! What?! No, Really… What?
I wish I could blame this sort of thing on April Fools Day, and perhaps the timing is all-out irony, but it’s stuff like this that reminds you how everyone lives under their own rock at times. What am I talking about specifically? Scrunk. That’s screamo-crunk. The Guardian already “discovered” scrunk a year ago. That … [Read more…]