Since the worst time of year is upon us incels, wherein the nubile flower of cunthood blossoms into a yawning chasm of perpetual torment, wherein slackjawed primitives run unencumbered through seas of undulating heat, wherein the once barren earth is plastered over with strangling human fauna exalting in eutrophy, I figured it might be useful to compile a soundtrack for coping. What are you listening to as you sweep the streets free of animate debris?
and you don't like what you see
walkin the streets
and you don't like what you see
walkin the streets
