As promised yesterday, time to DBeat yourself to oblivion. Six doses of bizarrely demented DISCHARGE worship from Iron City that straddle the line between idiocy and genius, followed by eight minutes of....of something else. This isn't going to make you any smarter, but it'll make you want to crush all of the beers before you go to work. Also, I think I got the song titles fucked up.
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