KalkSlater
When I was a little boy and my parents were still together, so sometime last week, I used to beg my dad to put on RV, Be Aggressive and Caffeine, in between his repeated plays of Midlife Crisis (which was still great, obv). We don’t talk to each other anymore, this was a long time ago. Perhaps I was too aggressive with my begging to hear a wonderful homosexual anthem. Maybe RV was too strong of a reminder of the man he would eventually become. There’s a lot to dissect before they toss him into a Hefty and bury him in the ground.