PRESCOTT? PRESCOTT? PRESCOTT!
Hear-ohs of the curled!
Prescotts of the whirled!
Those huff'n puff'n ragamuffins have their flag unfurled!
The banner of the Wolf once again flies over the increasingly gaudy skyline of Capital City. 'Tis nigh upon a year since the final impromptu-slop-a-holic mess one might call a P-wolf show. And as that anniversary approaches, so do the Fender-fondling claws of the loathsome foursome, the ruined reunion of the Funanimal Four, the Arkadelphia architects, Those Danged ol' PRESCOTT CURLYWOLF!
Added by timothompson on June 10, 2004