Joey Blowe is a pisser-offer of many tastes with an affinity
for poo. His apprecation of sarcasm, fecal matter, and the
use of both in human communication began when he was
young (age 2), during a trip to a used furniture store with
his father. It was on this trip that he stuck his hand into his
drawers, pulled out a fresh brown one, and promptly
began smearing it on the upholstery of the nearest white
couch.
So began a life of petty vandalism, crime, and rejoice in the
aggravation of those who deserve it.
