Fucking O.G.

I remember Vayne open form in Seattle. We saw that glam shit down in the bar. And then you just rolled your gear out and they played no bass player. That would have probably happened. I love Mark Maronie as a great joke about old dads, but it's so real. Tell me when we get off. No, yeah, I'll tell you. But anyway, thanks for coming by, man. Where can they find you? Oh, I have my website. Petalsintaffects.com.