It’s Wednesday, September 9, 2009. Or, better put, “9.9.09.” Some 3 years, 3 months and 3 days ago, metalheads were having a collective kanipshin over 6.6.06, terrorizing their neighbors’ pets and carving satanic shit into their skin.
So how did the gritty falsetto belter behind 3 Inches of Blood bide his time that day? Scouting the Shire, perhaps. Or maybe slaying some dragons.
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