My band is playing at 1:45.
It is at Hayden Lawn.
It’s going to be a blast.
And be lame.
- Domino's Pizza Tracker: Shawn double checked your order for perfection at 10:47
- Clock: 10:47
- Clock: 10:48
- Clock: 10:49
- Clock: 10:50
- Clock: 10:51
- Clock: 10:52
- Clock: 10:53
- Clock: 10:54
- Clock: 10:55
- Me: Shawn better be using a magnifying glass and getting a background check on this fucking pizza...
Me, circa 2008.
So far, we have:
That Man’s Never Been To Medical School
You’re a sad, strange little man, and you have my pity.
It’s a Spaceship!
Where Are You Rebel Friends Now?
Pluses Mean Positive, Minus Is Negative!
We’re Not Aiming For The Truck
He’s gone! He’s History!
Of Course, I Would Love To See You As A Crater
Last Night’s Plastic Corrosion Awareness Meeting
Falling With Style
Buzz—Buzz—Buzz Lightyear To The Rescue!
Not A Flying Toy.
Lizard and Stretchy Dog
The Air Is Not Toxic
My Eyeballs Could Have Been Sucked From Their Sockets
Where’s That Bonding Strip?
This Is A Stickup! Don’t Anybody Move
…we are productive.
In other news, I’m incredibly scared and nervous now.
Do you think that if I just recite the intro to Toy Story that I’ll get in?
Because that is extremely do-able.