Greg Milam: Precious Gift to Mankind
Above: Greg contemplates our utopian future together
Coming to a soon-to-be filthy little town near you...
See Milo on tour with Reel Big Fish. Beer, duct-tape, and a menacing gait are his weapons of choice. Witness him work his voluminous ass off while simultaneously criticizing everything,...especially you.
Know this: Greg loathes you, and will probably tell you the next time he sees you. If you remain calm and do not look into his eyes, you may not get stuck with that Phillips-head he's brandishing.
Above: Milam's safe-deposit box.
Greg is a really nice guy, don't get me wrong, but he probably won't be nice to you at all so get ready. This is likely because Monti Sigg saw this site and Greg is looking for someone to beat up. If you know the Reverend Frap, or frequent Casino El Camino, you may run into him. I'm serious, he'll kick your ass...go and see.
Greg worked at the Kitchen Door, and then as a box-holder for Dynamite Hack who stole a song and used the "N" word and were famous for just over 22 minutes. Longer than you, I bet, but those guys were really good guys. I miss them. Do not call me, guys.
Greg would like to 'give a shout out' to his friend Brent Smiga. His good buddy Matt Pulliam once had a funeral in his brain.
Greg's date last night. Notice the infrared picture quality as he sneaks up on her in the dark.
(He hates YOU, remember?)
Now go to hell.
-Turd Ferguson