Of course, they probably wouldn't kill you, just slap you about ineptly until you said sorry...

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Stumble : How Many Times Do I Have To Kill You Before You Die?

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Stumble : How Many Times Do I Have To Kill You Before You Die?

[I]”Frustration is my word, I own the rights”[/I], slurs a child, wrongly. Good attitude. This is the kind of shouty, bratty bastard of a single people made in the dark ages when fraggle walked the earth and grown men went out in shorts below their knees and hair with cobwebs in it. But no such frills for [a]Stumble[/a]. They’re from Derby, life is hard there, and they’re bloody angry. So they put a devil horns salute on the sleeve, and make their guitars screech and scrape and smash

each other up and in between bellows a smashingly belligerent punk-pop tune.

Of course, they probably wouldn’t kill you, just slap you about ineptly until you said sorry, but they’ve got the right idea. The riot boyyy revival is go!

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