You know what I like about restaurants? When you're looking at the menu some fourteen year old kid doesn't come up to the table trying to sell you his jr. high bag lunch instead of the actual menu items I'm here for. That's what I like about restaurants.
So here's the deal from now on: if I want to see a pre-law student in a pair of cargo shorts butcher my favorite rock bands in that new surf-bro ukulele style that has infested music of late with its awful summer breeze shit-air, or a fifty year old warlock walking me through the steps of "Enter Sandman" on classical acoustic, I will search for that shit specifically. All I want to do right now is watch thirteen Oasis videos in a row so I can put off having to face the actual work in front of me for a little while longer. That's called being an adult. And I want to see the ones made by the actual band Oasis. Not the ones made by you and Jeff. No offense to Jeff.
So here's the deal from now on: if I want to see a pre-law student in a pair of cargo shorts butcher my favorite rock bands in that new surf-bro ukulele style that has infested music of late with its awful summer breeze shit-air, or a fifty year old warlock walking me through the steps of "Enter Sandman" on classical acoustic, I will search for that shit specifically. All I want to do right now is watch thirteen Oasis videos in a row so I can put off having to face the actual work in front of me for a little while longer. That's called being an adult. And I want to see the ones made by the actual band Oasis. Not the ones made by you and Jeff. No offense to Jeff.
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everyone should still come watch me butcher Smiths songs on May 22 though. Because that's different.
I'll bring my Flip and upload it.
flip cams had better watch themselves. just saying.
Wanting to watch Oasis videos. List that shit.
GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE
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