What 'tune' could be better at this time of year than this ditty from Eppings finest export? Ho Ho Ho.
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NOW CELEBRATING TWELVE (ye gods) SARCASTIC YEARS STANDING PROUDLY AT THE PUNK BARRICADES AS THE VANGARD IN THE CRUSADE TO SLAY THE SACRED COWS OF PUNK, WHILE KNOCKING DOWN THE WALLS OF POMPOSITY WITH A BLUNT SPOON AND A SOGGY BISCUIT (no less).
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