Well dem Silvafitch was arrite, if punka rocks yer thing. Speakerin now as a music scolla an foamer DeeJay, I Mista Charlie quite like punk rock an feel it, the entiya musical jonra, is a tribute to Yoke. Cuzza like iffa you readit, the Play intabiew, Yolk say's so hersef, strait from the horses mouf, dat she (widda lil hep from Jon) inventid punk rock way befo it was fatchinables.
But to get to that pot, first ya hafta pry yer bloodshot eyes (assumerin you like Mista Charlie smoke a cota ounce a weed a day follered by sebril 40's to allebiate da cottin mouf) from da Barba Bock profile...its hard fokes!
Cuzza like this women, this Barba Bock, she got the moss wondaful red lipp's..long dock haya....pale blue grey eyes....olib skin...lodge niple's....neatly trimmed bush....she reads in the showa (wish I normly would cagstitate her fo, but she ruins the book so's its forgiva'd), her mouf wid dose red lipp's allways open....when the aata comes down the small fillermints of her oubic gaya give away allurinly....she has Heineken (not Steel Erserb but at least its beeya) in one pick an champagne (not T Bird but at lease is wine), in da nex....her skin is da same culla all oba, wish tells me she offin goes roun naked....prolly inspide by Yoke.....
Anyway, like I was sayin, just skip Barba Bocks pitchas an go strait to Yokes intabiew to read her brag of inventrifyin punk rock. Dats what I Mista Charlie do.
Nuff said