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In by Michael on April 18, 2011 at 11:17 pm

At IHOP at 3am after Coachella and the waitresses are on ecstasy and the chef is Kanye West and rock and roll is never gonna die. And, damn that falafel from before wasn’t half bad, but who needs a wristband when you’ve got nice tits? Not that this wristband is ever coming off, because it isn’t, until it does. My feet hurt and my iPod is horny. Gosh I heard a lot of swear words this weekend. I snuck lots in past security but I left behind about 65 hours of youth in America. Who the fuck is Kanye West?

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  1. Freaking incredible. The wasteland of our youth.

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