I swear to god, every 5 or 6 months for the last decade I have bumped into this fucking clown on the street, completely by happenstance. And every time it is like seeing a cartoon dinosaur trying to parallel park, just ridiculous and unreal.
I needed to see this in the theater, but I was 15. So my dad had to accompany me. Before the movie, he said, "Let's not make this any weirder than it is. We're going to be mature about it. I'm going to sit apart from you, and afterward we're not going to talk about it." Which only made it weirder?
With all due respect to bluesky user mr pussy, they unfortunately present an incomplete spectrum of musical whiteness. The true scale is measured across a pentagonal diagram.
damn jimmy buffet died?? in honor of him I'm bringing out this chart of all american white people. no matter who you are as long as you're white and american you fall somewhere on this chart
