We were sitting by Trout Lake on day in the early 2000s, and we saw this messed up looking duck. We made fun of it in between smokey coughs and Frank simply whispered "Mutor" then giggled like as school girl. I never forgot that day, and years later I thought "Mutor" would be a great name for a band, I ran it by the troop and dummied up an album cover. Their reaction was a sobering reminder of the golden rule of comedy; "Just because you think it's funny, doesn't mean it actually is".
BUT, I do still look on to this cover with fondness, so I will commit it to the abyss of information that is the internet for Frankie.
-PONY
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