Every time I look at my watch in the afternoon, it’s 13:49. I don’t consider it coincidence anymore.
Post gig hotel selfie faggot shite, yeah, i walked down the street looking like this - i am a bad man.
In order to ease the misery of working retail Black Friday and reflect how it makes us feel on the inside, a friend/coworker and I renamed it Black Metal Friday and encouraged coworkers to join us in adorning ourselves in completely black attire for this dreaded shift. It actually caught on. Stoked.
All those asking where the black metal kids in corpse paint is from, here it is! -
This video always makes my day