Let's imagine that somewhere in a hotel room there's a really talented and really bored composer who has mastered the art of accompanying himself with dial tones while calling random people in their homes.
So I'm back home in Canada for the holidays, my old hood's by the university/downtown so emos + yuppies = MACBOOKS everywhere!!!. Ughhhghghhgh, Mac World is seriously some indie novelty cult; I wouldn't be surprised to her of them all drinking cyanide laced kool-aid if some Genius bar - DORKS!
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