Deuce, I do not appreciate you spreading rumors of betrayal.
Not ‘rumors’ when it’s damn pure fact.
Well.
The wanting-to-be-me portion of it anwyay. Not that I can blame you.
from To the Nines.What a lovely, underappreciated classic.
I really don’t understand the garbage the children, and Slick, listen to these days. You simply can’t get any better than this.
Who tha’ fuck died and made you the all-knowing critic of music?
from To the Nines.