Did you know that 'skudpuppet', spelt with a 'c', is actually a real missile. Blows lots of shit up apparently. Well it is a missile so u probably got that from the whole missile word....well Yeah. It's also a three-piece rock band from Glasgow. And it's a nude wooden doll with stringz.

Did you know? Colettes crazy.

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As this site relates to a band, (loosely), i suppose it's a good idea to show you what they look like. If you wanna know more about them go to the other site but most of that is 'exaggerated' anywayz.

Name: Honcho de la Mince                   

Age: 21                                           

Occupation: Stoner 

Special Power: Talks a lot of shite. It's a gift you know...

Mincey a.k.a. Chris, iz the gig man. He's got his hand in so many pockets that if you want somethin, chances are he can get it. On top of that he now has so many pairs of other peoples trousers on his arm he looks kinda like a walkin clothes rack.                     

   

Name: Mad Jonno

Age: 20

Occupation: Funnyman

Special Power: the ability to keep eatin even after everyone else is finished. He's fuckin amazin!!!

Jonno iz the brains of the outfit. The manz a fuckin genius. He iz also weilder of the humble six-string axe, which he uses to decapitate front-row audience members in such a blind rage that if you blinked you'd miss it... He also owns a laundry business...if you catch my drift. Subsequently he makes a lot of money out of trousers... 

     

Name: The Machine

Age: 402 (roughly) We cut off his arm to count the rings.

Occupation: Chutney muncher

Special Power: Well, apart from being able to drum with one arm, he generally jus likes to munch chutney...generally. Chutney. mmmmm. You heard it here first. Thats right, chutney. Of the mango variety. Chutney. 

Cree, otherwise known as 'the Machine', iz the website guy. He lost his own arm in a bid to find out his true age. What a guy. He's also king of the conversation starters and has a mad obsession with pure mad mental, super kackatronic albino chutney bollocks...