I hate it when your ticket to a concert says 6:30. The show isn't going to start at 6 fucking 30. Why do they say something like that? WHY DO THEY LIE????
Ahem. Anyway, I am seeing Death Cab For Cutie tonight, and am duly excited. I hate everyone who's been dissing DCFC lately. Do you hear me? I hate you.
Everywhere I turn is anti-DCFC rhetoric, and I'm sick of it. Just because some helmet-haired Penguin-polo'd nincompoop from a FOX soap opera likes them, suddenly it's the equivilent of having your "cool" raped by... ugly uncool rapist people.
Nonsense, I says. Nonsense.
And yes, I wear Converse low-tops and cardigans. Screw you, I'll cram my senstive-emo-boy fist up your holier-than-thou hipster rectum.
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It's so odd that DCFC is so unattractive. There is generally at LEAST one hot guy in any given band. I'm with you. I still adore DCFC and their indie-pining. How can you not love "Soul Meets Body" or "Your Heart is an Empty Room"? Bastards, all of them.
And I am raging that you get to see them tonight. Write a review of the show!
- RD
PS. Now I must go bleach my eyes in thinking of you in a cardigan.
Think of me in NOTHING BUT a cardigan... how ya like dem apples?
And they're not actually apples, they're my exposed testicles under a cardigan. But you're forgiven for making the mistake.
Heh.
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