I adore the fact that Michael Distortion is described as having a horrible laugh that sounds like a headache etc etc and then Michael Shelley shows up and turns out he's just always laughed like that. Jon and Co. were just bullying this poor man for his natural laugh this whole time
*goes to Coachella in a white linen suit like an antebellum lawyer, sweating profusely and dabbing at my forehead with a handkerchief* now, I’m no fancy scientist, but would you folk know where a simple gentleman such as myself could obtain some acid? Now, I’m no big city lawyer, but could any of you fine youths point a country boy such as myself in the direction of some fucking acid?