Groovy Tunes, Saturday
Jono wasn't going to give in and install the new stereo after destroying the last one. He wasn't. He was hell bent on it. His sanity demanded it. Because the second he gave in and set up the new one, it would inevitably go rogue and start playing the soppiest, most insufferable love songs it could muster. And he just. Couldn't. Handle. That.
So, he had his guitar out today. He was going to make his own damn music.
... It was a shame that the only songs he could think of were soppy, insufferable love songs.
Sigh.
[Open! OCD-free!]
So, he had his guitar out today. He was going to make his own damn music.
... It was a shame that the only songs he could think of were soppy, insufferable love songs.
Sigh.
[Open! OCD-free!]