Back around 1999, I was getting really bored with my job and my mundane life, so I started looking for some other means of enjoyment. So while suffering from terrible insomnia I one night ran into this guy at a coffee shop and we started talking and came to find out we were both in the same boat. So we decided to move in together and we thought about what we could do for fun and excitement.
So TD< my new friend's nickname... and I started making homemade soap and selling it to the rich bitch types for $15 a bar and it was fun for awhile, but we were still missing something. So one night we decided to go downtown to the shady part of town and find people to fight and give soap too.
So after kicking the shit out of everyone except this one guy that just showed up and took his shirt and pants off and just roundhouse kicked the hell out of everyone, we decided to start a club, a special club that you could not talk about and the rules were simple. Rule number one: do not talk about the club, Rule number two: do not talk about the club. or else you would have to eat the soap that we made.
But after a couple of years of doing this, I got bored again and went searching for something new and exciting, I then found a group of people that wanted to go deep into the woods of this backwards ass town and look for some witch that the locals said was haunting the woods... So I went and...