In a deep depression you decide to end your life. You don’t dare do it yourself so you hire an assassin to do it at random within a year. The following day you change your mind but can’t get a hold of the assassin.
Ronnie Van Zant, told his band he will never live to see 30. Van Zant’s father said that when Ronnie was younger, “he said to me many times, ‘Daddy, I’ll never be 30 years old.’ I said, ‘Why are you talking this junk?’ and he said, 'Daddy, that’s my limit.’” He died at the age of 29 in a plane crash.
Freedom of speech means nothing anymore ??
You’ve been sent into an alternate dimension where music is magic: choirs can change the weather and orchestras can topple castle walls. With your digital music device (iPhone, MP3 player, whichever), you’ve just become the most powerful wizard in the world.
*Becomes invincible playing Harder, better, faster, stronger*
*Starts the apocalypse playing Raining Blood*
*Forges an indestructible robot army playing Du Hast*
*Creates an army/harem with Raining Men*
*Creates world peace with Imagine*
*Covers the world in sand with Darude Sandstorm*
*Becomes the Human Torch with This Girl is On Fire*
I laugh evilly to myself as I pull my smartphone out from my pocket.
“Oh, this should be fun.”
I turn my volume up to full blast and raise my phone to the sky. The people scream in terror, realizing that these are the last moments of their short, boring lives. I watch as an entire kingdom is being demolished before my eyes. They look at me in fear as they hear the words of the best song ever written come from my phone.
“HUMP ME, FUCK ME, DADDY BETTER MAKE ME CHOKE”
Everything goes black.
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