Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To
Once upon a time, not so very long ago, the President wasn’t a complete buffoon with clown piss for blood. No, he was smart and charming and handsome and had the decency to at least pretend he was sad about all the corpses his policies created.
It was a wild run.
This has got to be a joke. I’d pay good money not to own this thing. It’s not even the Dead, it’s The Dead. This is an object with negative value: it costs you money to own or display, and you’d have to pay some one to take it away. A Greek god would give you this banner as a present to teach you a lesson.
Either call UC Santa Cruz, or throw it away, man.
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