I can't describe how much I hate Green Day. I once wore my ex's Green Day hoody to the store, and the guy at the counter asked me if I'd been to the concert and remarked on how awesome it was. It took me a second to catch on what he was talking about, but when I did I said to him, "No, I don't go to concerts performed by fuckwits. I'm only wearing this because my girlfriend creamed all over my t-shirt during sex. And because she had such a good time she gave me money for a new Xbox 360 game. I am a man-whore; a man-whore wearing a Green Day hoody in an awkward situation with a Gamestop staff member. Did you enjoy the concert, though?"
Yes, I was drunk. Yes, I bought four games for the price of one. Yes, the staff member's hands shook when he took my money.
Yes, I was drunk. Yes, I bought four games for the price of one. Yes, the staff member's hands shook when he took my money.
