Reissue of a split that came out on Starcrunch when I was a one year old. Without knowing this fact, I originally condemned this release as basic. However, due to its age, I am going to absolve it of its troll-like shouts about the system and shittily recorded drums. If you were into pop punk in the ʻ90s you will probably go nuts for this, but little brats like me are best left listening to garage songs about pizza.
–Alanna Why (Shut Up)