Matt Adler
They said AWWWWDICULOUS was finished, they said they could never recreate the harmonious tones of Dear Autotune, or the pure pa**ion of Rapatouille
Spread across the globe, it seemed AWWWWDICULOYS would forever more be just a whisper, an echo of the great glory of summers gone by… doomed to collect dust on the Facebook page, destined to toil in their own 450 fan hell.
But this was not to be. They would not lie down so quickly. This was not the group that quit when Boz-dat went to summer session, or when their flow was challenged by the hatiest of haters.
Summer turns into fall, fall into winter. Like a phoenix, AWWWWDICULOUS rises from the ashes and returns to glory. AWWWWDICULOUS has returned to set fire to the barren tundra, to warm our hearts and blackened souls. It was their destiny.
Tripper
I'll get 'em with this swiss army knife. The Swiss trained me to k** and I will do it. I will grab these guys by the neck, take the toothpick, and stick it right in between their teeth!