Hey, bro, cool story.
DFTBA sells a bunch of shirts, and we market to ugly people and nerdy people and small people and big people and pretty people and we’re doing okay and plus we don’t need physical stores with LITERALLY THE WORST MUSIC EVER CREATED BY HUMANS PLAYING AT EAR-BLEEDING VOLUME SO THAT ALL OF YOUR PURPORTEDLY COOL AND BEAUTIFUL EMPLOYEES ARE MADE DEAF BY THEIR WORKING CONDITIONS.
So that’s another way of doing it.
Also I hate your jeans.
^the perfume is suffocatingly awful as well
New Hampshire’s own! His mother was my French teacher in middle school.
All day. Every day. The lady with the Princess Bride quote on her sign wins though. Four for you, lady.
OH MY GOD I FINALLY HAVE FOUND A PICTURE THAT ILLUSTRATES MY LIFE PERFECTLY
So I found this decade-old musical Christmas pin lying around in one of my drawers.
It’s a bit low on battery.
I’m thinking of using this as a musician detector—I’ll wear this in crowded areas, activate it, and see how many people cringe, wince, and/or explode.
(I apologize for all the background noise—people were mucking about upstairs. Also, you may have to turn your volume up to hear it. It’s piercingly loud in person, but the recording came out quiet.)
OMG…there is another one of these?! Thank you, Christmas angels! This is the greatest present of all. (see also: Titanic theme song on recorder)
shine bright like a shut the fuck up
Hahaha! I hate that part too.
Cults - You Know What I Mean
I have had this CD for a little over a year, but their music NEVER gets old. Every single song is a treasure.