I don’t know the members of half the bands I listen to and I swear to fuck if you say that I’m not a “real fan” because of that you can get a cactus shoved up your ass because knowing the members names doesn’t make you a “real fan” - actually liking the music and knowing songs makes you a fan.
If I knew all the names of the all the members of all the bands I like I’d have no room to store information like how to breathe
- i find it pretty fucking inconsiderate that my grandchildren haven’t used time travel to visit me.
- and frankly, i’m a bit offended.
- AM I NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU GRANDCHILDREN?
- WELL FUCK YOU
- MAYBE I WON’T EVEN HAVE KIDS AND YOU WON’T EXIST
- HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT THAT
what if we have tho
what if we just didn’t know they were our grandkids
what if your best friend has to constantly remind themselves not to call you grandma/grandpa