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Once upon a puff of smoke, from a bong owned by a stoner called Dave, there was a molecule that floated into my mind. It drifted through my skull, out of my ear and landed in my jacket pocket, where it stayed until the day it slipped into the abyss of the couch cushions. It re-surfaced again when someone sought out change for the bus, and was passed from couch to coin to eventually come to a scientist. This scientist forgot to wash his hands after a piss and drastically cross-contaminated his experiment. The molecule was fused with punk and mayhem in a test tube of noise and theatrical violence. It formed a speck of noise that, to the untrained human ear, sounded like broken distortion and flatulence. This speck grew and grew until it transformed into the shape of a breast, thus creating a band we call BOOB IN A TEST TUBE.