nameraka

i shall now troll you.

no, but through no fault of my own. i try to ignore people as much as possible they refuse to return the favor.

Crecy good guess though.

i was an archer in king edward's army. the battle went on forever. into the night. someone set a windmill on fire so we could see to keep at the slaughter. i took an arrow to the knee that day. prior to that i had been something of an adventurer...

samson hasn't yet figured out that my food isn't his food. or maybe i'm the one in the wrong about that...

grade 10-15 essays most of which will be shockingly bad. 2 of which will be pretty solid. but one of those will turn out to be plagiarized. then drink heavily and wish i'd done something else with my life.

graduated from college i think i was pretty drunk that year.

now how will i stop bruce willis from reading my mind?

it doesn't really matter as long as it's grain free. he has food allergies and will break out otherwise.

ooh, i need dog food while you're there.

sucka...

my clothes and a broadsword...

future islands. i doubt it will be a particularly rambunctious crowd. it's just... crowds...

either will get you the other pretty easily not sure it matters.

2 for 2.

not metal. i'm actually expecting a fairly mellow crowd. it's also a nice, but small venue. definitely not a black sabbath kind of crowd.

3 kids are contacted by an advanced alien civilization only to find out that the aliens are just a bunch of kids too.

if this isn't a thing it damn well should be.

and the feeling is mutual. i just wish i had like a physical space bubble.

dude gets high score on a space invaders type arcade game and is contacted by aliens who think he can do it for real.

i don't get out much. i'm dreading/looking forward to it. if only there was a way to go out in public without actually being around people. you all get to work on that right away. my social anxiety wills it so.

You be nice to David Bowie...

what? i'm chill.

who wouldn't be? fucking 'mericans...

comfort him