- I didn’t listen to that bullshit, man.
- I’m not gonna listen to that bullshit, man.
- You can’t make me listen to that bullshit, man.
- And I am weak and confused right now; I can be forced to do almost anything.
- If you come too close to me, I squawk and hold my breath and limp away as fast as I can (which is not fast at all), but I’m still not listening to that bullshit.
- You could chicken-wing me, or give me noogies, and I’m still not listening to that bullshit.
- Through cultural osmosis, I will most likely hear the singles.
- But I’m not listening to the album cuts.
- I’m gonna judge those of you who do, though.
- Should’ve seen this coming when you all started taking Dua Lipa seriously.
- And I don’t give a fuck if that little closeted weiner who used to “date” Lena Dunham produced it, and I CERTAINLY don’t give a fuck if Bob Iger helped out.
- Boba Yoba?
- You know who I’m talking about: the Sad, Sloppy, Balding White Boy who was terrible with Dead & Company.
- …
- …
- …
- Bonwit Teller.
- Fuck it, whatever his name is.
- He don’t do it for me.
- None of this is for me.
- I am not some 13-year-old who just got some wispies on her cha-cha.
- I am a grown, dying man.
- I’m not listening to Taylor Swift, I’m not taking fucking Kpop seriously, and I refuse to learn whether it’s Shawn or Sean Mendes.
- Call me on it.
- I dare you.
- I’ll rip my candana from my head and give you a Death Stare.
- My Death Stare’s good, man.
- I haven’t eaten in around two weeks, and you can see every bone in my skull.
- I win arguments, baby.
- So: You listen to TS.
- I got my KISS records out.
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It’s cold gin time again, braj . . .
Man, it’s tough when you’re not eating. I had a severe abdominal infection in 2019, and spent a total of about 6 months in the hospital. I barely ate in January or February. Dropped from a little chunky at 235 to basically bones and skin at 145. It was a long, slow and painful recovery that I wouldn’t wish on anyone.
Love and light to you, as much as that’s good for…
Wispies on her cha cha is about as good as it gets.
Brilliant
I’m sorry to hear about your Death Stare, but I have moved into the current decade with my operating system. That means I can also read your Tweets (still no phone). This has made my life BETTER! Iguana thank you for that thread.