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Looking for spray booth studios to paint my gundam!
Hey y'all's, the spray booth studio at woodlands closed down liao, need an elite ball knower to share where they paint their gunpla. Know any places? Thanks in advance!
I went to the grocery store
Until I realized I arrived at the glossary store and learned 4,000 nouns and their definitions
I discovered them thru AM, but SIAS is love at first listen
First time I've experienced the essence of Alex's mind on clever lines is in love is a laserquest. I was 14. Fresh off of writing for Submarine, this man was "in love" in love to be able to produce such pure emotion, that no album art could suffice in depicting it visually. Suck it and see as the name suggests, doesn't even tease you with what it offers on the album, you'll just have to give it a go with an open mind. The beige emptiness feels like the vast horizons of Joshua Tree, perfectly encapsulating their environment at the time of recording it. And that session at KROQ. I'm not discounting his other acoustic sets, but just something about that session allows his lyricism to take center stage. Nick's baselines are so satisfying. Matt shines like a solar flare on black treacle. Jameh. Underrated, those who gave it a go are not disappointed. It really laid the groundwork for AM like a parachuted bounce castle that departed from Sheffield.
Have you given it a listen?
Why is Ian and Anthony everywhere?
I don't understand any of these
"Boo!" Said the ghost ghostily
"Book," said the librarian, passive aggressively suggesting that the ghost should brush up on it's reading.
"Say what again, I dare you!" said the mothafucka man
He then shot that mothafucka 17 times
I rented pulp fiction from Blockbuster
That's when I realized, I accidentally rented pump friction from c*ckbuster
I'm too cool for Reddit
You have unlocked the top 10% commenter achievement.
I touched a live wire.
"hey man, you should ask permission before touching someone" said the wire
I like listening to One Direction in the forest.
Zayn Malik leafs.
The last man on earth sits in his study
There was a rock at his door and he smelt what it was cooking
I was walking on sunshine
until I walked past the son shrine of all the neighbourhood sons lost to war