
On days like today, when it is chilly but sunny and your pasty white ass has been cooped up in N. Dakota all winter, you need to wear sun-block. Check that - don't wear sunblock. There is nothing more humorous or entertaining when you get on a jammed rush-hour metro ride home after the longest Wednesday in the world than to find a midwest redneck tourist fried to a crisp because he didn't wear sunblock, invariably rocking a white tanktop with an eagle and a waving american flag printed in the background with some catchy slogan like "Proud to be American," with about 4 inches of mullet hair hanging out the back of his newly bought mesh-back FBI hat, and serious raccoon eyes giving away the fact that he still wears Oakley Razor Blades.
on the iPod:
Weezer, The Blue Album
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