Today's article is a long-in-the-works collaboration between Josh and me. We've been putting off writing this thing for months, because we are lazy and misanthropic, but the fruits of our labor are now here for you to devour like the animals that you are.
While writing this was a breeze since Josh is a fine comedic foil, I can't take credit for the actual WORK involved in this article, which was making it look like real newspaper clippings. I've got to hand it to Mr. "Livestock" Boruff for doing a bang-up job and making everything look great, because that sort of thing is wholly beyond my means.
Didn't like this update? Tough luck, there's going to be more tomorrow! Who knows where the thrilling tales of senior grudges will take you.
Honestly, though, I think the best part of this was finding pictures of old men. I apologize to whoever's grandpa the old man next to my columns is, because I have surely tarnished his pride or, God forbid, shamed his memory. Here is us talking about my old man photo:
Livestock: Yours looks like he was shown something amusing that he didn't understand, so he smiled politely.
DannyManic: Sort of like people will do when they see our article.
Livestock: Yes exactly
Do you remember the crazy clothes and hair of the 1990s? Do you remember Crystal Pepsi and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles? Do you remember where you hid the box your mother gave you?
The singer dove off the stage and crowd surfed in a sort of reverse funeral procession where the person being carried is the only one truly alive. Touching him I felt religious ecstasy and started speaking in tongues and requesting songs that didn't exist.
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