jafo
The Metamorphosis of a Prime Intellect.
Because it’s too hard to crumple a sheet of paper into a cube.
TBF, that’s how I robbed Chase Bank last week.
After you listen to a song, the secret police from the RIAA come and lock it up in a small, dank cell given minimal sustenance, until the next time they can send it to some seedy hotel, suburban home, or automobile, to turn a trick and make them some more money, like some sort of whoo-re for the ears.
“The Grand Canyon is hundreds of years old.” “I’m pretty sure it’s millions of years old.” …later… “I looked it up, it is hundreds of millions of years old. So we’re both right.” - King of the Hill
It’s the lead that makes it slightly sweet.
Apparently: Them playing our local city square, doing a terrible performance, acting like prima donnas, and then after inviting people to come see them at the merch booth after the show, then never showing up.