I always have a great time when I hang out with you and your friends. Last Friday night was no different. I’m glad we hit up Science Club and had a couple drinks. I’m also glad I had the pleasure of demonstrating to you some basic bar game. I like entertaining my friends. But I will never forgive you for dragging me down the street to Rumor’s, the most horrible bar in the Washington DC Metropolitan area. I can’t get out of my head the sight of cookie-cutter white people slobbering and grinding all over each other. Every guy had the same haircut, the same button-down shirt, and the same leather jacket. Every girl had the same pale fat-face, the same drunken stumble, and the same STD. Don’t get me wrong, it was fun to observe these people in their natural habitat, but I just couldn’t stay for long. I mean, you remember the DJ…
Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat
I have trouble getting excited over the music played by someone as old as my dad.
Lots of hate,