In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Monday, November 23, 2015
Ho ho fuckin' ho, man
So today is November 23 already.
Ready for the holidays to begin, farmboy?
Yeah, right. Ho ho fuckin' ho, man.
I thought you liked Thanksgiving. I didn't realize you were so cynical.
Actually, I do like Thanksgiving. I love Thanksgiving, in fact. It's, like, the perfect holiday. No presents, no cards, no debt to get into. Just good food and family and friendship.
The three Fs.
I know, right? I'm so used to using other f words, you know?
I've noticed.
You're such a fuckin' comedian, man.
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