
No, his name isn't "sic" (it's Max), and no, he doesn't look that menacing. But he gains this honor because of the fact that the word "sic" is his "kill word." Just look at what happens after I say it. "Sic" Max, "sic"!

*shivers* *shivers again*
Whew...okay, I'm good. So here's the first annual "SIC of the day." It's a song by Puscifer, off their latest album, Conditions Of My Parole. I nearly saw these guys (and girls) in Vegas last weekend despite the fact that I would have had no money for tickets, airfare, lodging, food, or gambling, and it was basically just because of this song. If you're a fan of ambient trip-hop, this is for you.
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