My friends and I went to see them at the Central Park Ballroom in Milwaukee on the Scumdogs Tour in 1990. I think we all heard stories of seeing them live, so we all wore white t-shirts to capture the coming glory. We were probably 15-16 years old and that show was a mindfuck. I remember quite a bit. Oderus telling us his original cock was cut off for fucking a priest in the ass, but he "grew another", the Slaughterama Game Show hosted by their manager Sleazy P. Martini with guests getting mutilated for answering incorrectly, a motorized maggot moving across the floor of the stage and Oderus grabbing it and eating it - puss and innards flying into the crowd, Slymenstra Hymen lifting her leg up and having her period shoot out 20 ft, Oderus blowing a load (which if I recall hit my friend Neal) which glowed in the dark and had the consistency of cottage cheese, the human meat-grinder (where a lucky winner from the AM "Crusher" Radio Channel won the chance to be thrown in and turned into hot dogs that the band roasted on a campfire and devoured on stage)and blood, and blood, and blood! Gallons and gallons of it. We went home agreeing that we would all go to school the next day wearing exactly what we left the show in. I came home, my shirt splattered with fake blood and crusty, red dye all over my face and in my hair. When my mom saw me she looked like she was going to have a heart attack.