So you know I bought a ticket for the Ice Cube concert this spring right?
Some of you may even remember me telling I'd write about what happened, but uh...yeah. You know me and getting around to writing.
Anyway, you realize that was the first and only concert I've ever been to, no?
SHUSH you. I know. I need to get out more blah bluh blah blah blah yeah.
Over time, Ticketmaster has been emailing me about other shows worth seeing.
The title of today's email?
Don't miss...THE VIENNA BOYCHOIR.
I realize I haven't bought another ticket and all?
But that didn't mean I gave up on the rap genre! Really!
Or did they somehow figure out I'm a mayonnaise sammich-eating Oreo?
*peers carefully around cubicle* STOP LOOKING AT ME! WHERE'S YOUR CAMERA?!!?!?
Some of you may even remember me telling I'd write about what happened, but uh...yeah. You know me and getting around to writing.
Anyway, you realize that was the first and only concert I've ever been to, no?
SHUSH you. I know. I need to get out more blah bluh blah blah blah yeah.
Over time, Ticketmaster has been emailing me about other shows worth seeing.
The title of today's email?
Don't miss...THE VIENNA BOYCHOIR.
I realize I haven't bought another ticket and all?
But that didn't mean I gave up on the rap genre! Really!
Or did they somehow figure out I'm a mayonnaise sammich-eating Oreo?
*peers carefully around cubicle* STOP LOOKING AT ME! WHERE'S YOUR CAMERA?!!?!?