i'm conflicted. on one hand, may house probs single handedly paid the rush's rent for the next decade and we all probably collectively spent a decade of our lives there; on the other, one of the last times i was there i was hit on by a sixty year old man and someone who likes reggae got a hold of the jukebox. one time i slipped in spilled beer and ate shit there. two to twenty times i almost got in fights there. ten thousand times i got pool-cued in the head. ten million times we had sing-a-longs.
as you can see, i am quite conflicted on the topic. anne frank, the frankenstein variety in particular, has never done me wrong.
I DON'T KNOW
I JUST DON'T KNOW.
we have to be so down with it, whatever it is, before we can all get down.
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