Pickle - I Have Come To Cum Album

Tracklist

1	I Have Come To Cum Demo #2 1994
2	Puckered Butthole Mustard Plug	5:02
3	Slurping Pickled Shit	2:21
4	I Have Come To Cum	17:33
5	Greasy Maggot Pimple	2:20
6	Greasy Maggot Pimple Demo #1 1993

Credits

• Guitar – Dave Stoker (tracks: 2-4)
• Guitar, Drums, Vocals – Roach (tracks: 1-4)
• Vocals – Jet C

Companies

• Mixed At – The House Of Horus
• Recorded At – Emotional Tampon Studios

Short intro

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