by Dan Schwartz
I wanted to live in the land of bad decisions. In order to live in the land of bad decisions, you have to make some bad decisions.
I was at the top of my lungs. Time to SIIIIng. OK nevermind. Not yet. I need to go to a public place, that's what's up. Ok. Time to sing. Here we go. "Aaaaa" I opened my mouth but it didn't have notes? Or melody? Or a "tone" ?OK what's going on. I just wanted to sing come on is that such a crime. OH wait what it is oh no what is the sentence? I see. Well see you all in 20 years