Think of TWAT as Jerky Boys meets audio-Gallagher with a young, sexy flavor, that never leaves your mouth. Imagine Lady Gaga blowing Weird Al and his nasty curly pube mountain is getting caught in her teeth and she starts puking everywhere. And they're both wearing Nazi SS uniforms. Now you got TWAT.

Satisfaction guaranteed or you’re money back now by the fuckin thing.

This album marks the death of our bigoted homophobic “hate-speech-is-funny” phase, but god damn did we go out with a bang. The cover is a bunch of guns going into a pussy.

From here on out, we will only be doing clean, family-approved jokes. Gender is a myth, the patriarchy will be demolished, rape jokes are cruel and unfunny, the and in case you’re wondering which one of us is pansexual--it’s all three s/hes.

This is your last chance to own a piece of history--a mint-condition classic tobacco-spittin’ 1957 Million Sandusky Extreme romp through the bad part of town.