Hey, girls. I like that: ’89 was a great year.
“What?”
“Excuse me?”
“Huh?”
“Are you a cop?”
Alpine Valley, Hampton, Miami: stellar late-period runs.
…
“What?”
“What are you talking about?”
“You make no sense.”
“If you’re a cop, you have to tell us: it’s the law.”
The shows from 1989.
“How could there be shows from 1989?”
“Taylor Swift doesn’t have a time machine.”
“Do you think bands have time machines?”
“If you’re not a cop, do you have any coke?”
…
The Grateful Dead.
“No.”
“Ew, those hairy guys?”
“My uncle likes them.”
“If you don’t have any coke, then do you know someone who does?”
…
Y’know what: I am in the wrong parking lot. My mistake, so sorry. Enjoy Taylor.
“Whatever.”
“Bye, Felicia.”
“Toodles.”
“What about crystal meth? Got any of that?”
Wait, did you actually take all of these photos that you’re posting?
Also me af lel
I would say something along the lines of “No way these girls actually like the Dead” but then again I pretty much look like this so I can’t say anything
U DONT PAY ATTENTION AND THEN U CALL ME SENPAI AND IT MAKES ME SO SAD AND SAD
I’m sorry I can’t read every word I have ADD AND I CANT FIND MY GLASSES FUCK I NEED THEM TO READ
Also: when did you see the Dead?
John Mayer has now officially broken the parking lot record of 1989 girls in one afternoon.