Working in a petri dish in a dark
sub-basement laboratory, Dawgboy and Jum conducted the Military Man
examinations in mid 1998. The environmental hazard triggered by the
resulting chemical spill created quite an outburst.
The ensuing chaos from toxin inebriated locals forced the helpless team to release their secret
La Crema De La Muerte
Considered by some "A survival kit for
the new generation" and coined, "An eclectric blend of
herbs and juices bubbling from the basement floor", Crema embodies all
that is moist in this arid amphitheater we call the backyard.
Dawgboy and Jum do most of their dirty
work in a humble crawlspace called "The Clubhouse", residing in the stark
zone inside the Chicago city limits. Some folks call them the "saviors of
our era", others shout "Serpent Slop" as they walk by.
(we don't really know why)