dec 19 in idea barrages

Yes, I was just rapping “I just don’t trust investments, no dividends, no dividends” what of it?

Whenever “Ahhhh!” is used just in text, I don’t read it as “AAAH SCARY” I read it as “AAAH REFRESHING” so like “AAAH! REAL MONSTERS!” was always in my brain like “Enjoy the thirst quenching refreshment of Real Monsters!”

What would really put a bow on the horrors of 2020 would be a furry remake of Family Ties with a vanity card for the production company at the end that’s like “Sit, Uwu, sit! Good dog!”

Your bluegrass act will play an Italian restaurant and the event will be called Pickin’ Charm And Chicken Parm.

If God wanted us to ruin vodka by turning it into gin, She would shove burnt juniper berries down our throats until we died in pain and alone.

Your attempts at marketing a punk rock deodorant will culminate in Henry Roll-Ons.

Other than the endless lawsuits that would surely follow, the optimal name for a hipster band would be “Macho Man Fred Savage”. I think the moment you got signed to a label, Mumford & Sons would make you their permanent opening act.

Less exciting is winning a tour of the mustard factory by finding the Guldens Ticket but, hey, it’s something to do.