{"id":44965,"date":"2016-03-18T11:00:00","date_gmt":"2016-03-18T16:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.toiletovhell.com\/?p=44965"},"modified":"2016-03-18T10:02:57","modified_gmt":"2016-03-18T15:02:57","slug":"the-mailmanbro-returneth-show-us-your-haul","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/toiletovhell.com\/the-mailmanbro-returneth-show-us-your-haul\/","title":{"rendered":"The Mailmanbro Returneth: Show Us Your Haul!"},"content":{"rendered":"
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The great and mighty Mailmanbro returns this month, and he’s brought his cousin, Recordstorebro, with him.<\/p>\n

WARNING: Colorful and non-Metal albums inside. Sorry, we can’t all be Tyree.<\/p>\n

Last month<\/a> our favorite former president brought us together in celebration of Mailmanbro, the ever present, ever vigilant bringer of parcels and packages. This month I would like to shine a light on his cousin, Recordstorebro.<\/p>\n

You know him; the reserved figure that somehow always scores\u00a0you the rare pressings of Scandinavian Black Metal you’ve never even heard of, the “business first” young gun that\u00a0always has the latest releases a week in advance, the\u00a0old hesher that talks\u00a0for hours about the “good ‘ol days” and still out-moshes everyone in the pit, even the dorky looking guy that can recite every Napalm Death member in chronological order, and let us not forget the black nail polish goth chick that talks in Type O Negative lyrics. Whatever his or her incarnation is, the goods are always in stock, the tunes are always jamming, and the Top 5 lists are always being made.<\/p>\n