CROSSTIDE: Seventeen Nautical Miles: CD

I think this is leftover from that pile of shit Jimmy and Todd sorted through in issue nine. This sounds like a fucking lullabye. It’s horrid. How does this shit end up at Razorcake HQ? Hell, how does it end up on a CD, is a better question. You guys lasted thirteen seconds into crap like this? You are better men than me.

 

 –toby (Rise)