Rumours come, go and get lost in the ether but some remain and pollute the atmosphere like an old pork chop left in the sun for a week and a half. Such are the ones surrounding the disappearance of the one the ancients referred to as "Stomp".
Whatever happened to this maestro of mirth, this antediluvial relic, this elusive butterfly?
Impressive stuff, if true.
Until the light of truth is revealed to illuminate us all, one can only wonder at his ultimate fate.
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