Big Toe's Hi-Fi

From Alliston, Canada to Edinburgh, Scotland...... Despite the investigative efforts of hungry headline seeking journalists from around the world, much of FFD's earliest history is still shrouded in mystery. Longtime fans of FFD have been known to speak in hushed tones of hopeful anticipation regarding rumours of a film and/or book said to be in the works by one or several of FFD's most senior members. Should such a project ever see completion, it will surely peel back the curtains that for so long have veiled one of the worlds most secretive and generally handsome organizations. According to several inside sources, there are presently numerous law enforcement agencies and art mafia organizations working in conjunction to track and monitor FFD's rapid global expansion. Allegedly, the US State Department first developed an interest in FFD when their mantra, "Droppin' Bombs On Yo' Lawns" first began surfacing as a popular catch-phrase among grade school children. Unable to determine whether FFD represented a credible threat to security, the US went on to enlist the services of CSIS, MI5, Scotland Yard and (it's rumoured) ninjas. To date, none of the aforementioned organizations have been able to crack FFD's gas-huffing code of silence/inebriation. What is known about this fascinating organization is that it's members are secretly recruited and welcomed into the fold with some sort of custom jewellery, perhaps a ring, broach or pin - no one is certain. Whatever it is, it would have to be very subtle, otherwise too much attention would be attracted, thus drawing unwanted "heat". The membership is known to span the globe, with activity and chatter showing up in North America, South America, Caribbean, Europe, and South Pasific. If you come in contact with a known member of FFD it is STRONGLY advised that you lock the gas cap of your car/snowmobile, don't let any women under the age of 67 out of your sight and DO NOT attempt to engage them in any sort of rap/rps/dj'ing or dancing battles.