Thursday, August 30, 2007

Bad music

Chris: I hate your kind of music. I want to destroy it.
Me: Why?
C: It pierces my ears.
M: What kind of music is it?
C: I don't know, but there's none left.
M: Why?
C: Because everyone else is working for Thomas.
M: Thomas?
C: Yeah. Or some other place.

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