Saturday, September 10, 2016

Music, bitches!

At the libary yesterday the new girl pointed at my tat and asked, what's that mean?

Frank Turner Hardcore. 

That's what I thought. I love Frank Turner and I haven't met anyone else who likes him.

We spent the next hour talking music and playing Frank videos.

Nothing brings people together like music.

Her and her family are coming out to take a ride on the boat today. I have a little surprise for her.

If you read this and still haven't listened to Frank you should know I think less of you.

Titty sprinkles!