Foreword
- How're you doing, bro?
- Oh, okay... except I broke up with my ex last night.
- What? Why? She's kinda cute.
- That whore cheated on me with her boss!
- That's sucks, man! I've had the same shit recently...
- Damn! Screw relationships!
- You mean relationSHITS?
- Hahaha
- By the way, have you heard of SHREZZERS?
- Nope.
- I've been surfing Facebook yesterday & just came across em. Looks like these guys just released the album.
- Alright...
- You gotta check it out! They've got the sax dude and he's so epic!
- So epic? For real?
- Yeah and oh, there's the dude, who sings in Spanish... or French...or whatever. Anyway he's got a great voice! The guitarists are totally sick! The drummer screams as well as he plays! You're gonna love it!
Dude, totally rad!
What was that?
Oh man, I think we stuck!
Oh I'm fucked, dude! I've got an important meeting in a couple of minutes!
Duh that's sucks! Well I guess I'm good. I was already late for my job and now I've got an official excuse.
Well... so what are we gonna do? I guess we'll just wait for mechanic to fix the elevator or something.
Eh, well, shit... while we wait, let's check the SHREZZERS' album!
Alright! Well, nothing else to do. Play that shit!
Writer/s: SHREZZERS
