Thoughts: where’s Mukqs at on this one? Huh? Pshhhhhhhhhh, nevermind.
Words: the majority of my friends listen to Warren Zevon and other shit I politely smile through (Ah, no fucking way. I moan the whole time, fer realz), and I’m also subjected to the radio at work, so when I finally get some alone time, and the mood is just right, dipping into some “mo” is like taking that first big stretch after a long car ride, or maybe even getting that knowing glance from your sister after your Mom goofs up an actress’ name. It’s the relief of pocketed community, in other words. And I’m not saying fucking up names or liking certain (shitty) music is below/beyond me. Just saying 食品まつり a.k.a FOODMAN is my comfort food. He warms my belly. Maybe Zevon does this for you. Hopefully not though. Whatevs.
Facts: “mo” is off the freshly available HOT RICE, care of Patient Sounds.