Nov 17, 2003 23:40
So im driving paul home and he puts in a copied cd that he didnt know of what. I listen to the first song, allister: somewhere down in fullerton, and my jaw drops. I listen to the second song, allister: stuck, and i start drooling. The fucking cd he put in was the welcome to the family sampler drive-thru records put out a bunch of years ago. This one cd is the cd that sparked my love for something corporate and helped my punk rockness along, this cd is now again my all time favorite cd and will not leave my cd player for a long time. This cd means sooo much to me.
P.S. today was ok, but im kinda confused, no explination needed.