As a followup to my previous post, I dug up old footage of myself performing a Kurt Cobain impression when I was 17 years old in my bedroom. There wasn’t much to do in regards to entertainment while growing up out in the sticks, so Baby Bro and I often made our own. Baby Bro recorded my antics. My bestest furry feline friend, Fidget Whiskas Andrew, First of His Name, May He Never Be Forgotten…performed purrrcusion (See what I did there?!)
So, goose your neck around and take a gander.
I swear I was sober at the time. I was probably overly exhausted.
Oh, and I acquired some Coke today…to go with that rum.
Happy 4th, ‘Merica!
