"You are the Rod Stewart of seasons. You insist on hogging the headlining slot, then performing twenty-seven screechy encores when all we want to do is go home, sleep, and hope things will look better in the morning. And technically? This is the morning. You’re hogging Spring’s time slot. Get off the fucking stage, already."
(March 23, 2011, Buggin Word)
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