So there is a phrase some people say that makes me want to chop off their heads. What’s worse it is usually only uttered in professional or academic surroundings so it is hard for me to verbally and physically lash out at them properly.
I like putting down other people’s music. It’s a little hobby of mine, right up there with killing homeless people for sport. People sometimes ask me “Dude, could you stop being such a bitch?” which I assume means “Dude, how can I become as well-versed and musically cultured as you are?” Fact is, one cannot simply turn up one’s nose at any band that more than twelve people have heard of and call it a day. It took me years to master the subtleties and nuances in order to reach the level of elitism that I now enjoy.
Ever been hungry for something… Something squishy, gray, and probably illegal? Are you tired of other brain delivery services? Are you a cannibal fed up with the rest of the human body? Or are you just a zombie?
Whatever your case is, Burpen’s BUCKET O’ BRAAAINNNS can help.
…in something like 36 hours. Yes, I had better things to do; obviously I didn’t do them. In an effort to compensate for my incredibly poor time management, I will attempt to make these reviews as short as possible.
