Sierra Frost has a few ideas who—or what—might have committed this bowel atrocity last night:

I can only think of two possible ways this might have happened. Either there’s a flock of pterodactyls hanging out above El Delfin, or the Mission Serial Rapist decided to serial rape my car.

Ouch.

(And speaking of Sierra, her band, The Downer Party, recently went back into the studio and to recording a whole bunch of new music for their new disc)