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There are no rules on Tickle Your Taint Blog. Our reviewers might make you laugh, or piss you off; both results are legitimate. One reviewer might write a glowing review of an album another might tear it apart. We may end up adopting a single review system, such as five stars, or each reviewer may use his own or none at all. We may have a new review every week or we could end up with one every six months. This blog exists as a social experiment to build community among a diverse group of music maniacs – our reviewers and hopefully you. Pull down your knickers, lube up and join us in tickling yours and our taints.


Sunday, January 28, 2018

Postcard: AntiChrist-iansen to Five-Inch Taint, January 2018

Dearest Five-Inch Taint,

In addition to learning that you are a well-known Icelandic folk singer (see flip-side), my travels have also taught me of the elusive feared North Atlantic cousin of La Chupacabra, the Kertikabra. Walking the streets of Reykjavik post-Christmas, I noticed these strange Viking-like candelabras adorned in, not most, but ALL of the front windows of every home I passed. I was discussing it amongst my kin, when a local passerby hushed me rudely. We immediately returned his stink eye with more questions and out of impatience and fear she reluctantly told us the tale of ol’ Kerti. This Krampus-like-cabra eats the youngest of every household that fails to pay respect to him by the lighting of these candelabras that share his holiness likeness. Needless to say, we’re coming home without Pete. Turns out visitors in Airbnbs are not exempt.

Best,

AntiChrist-iansen


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