so the "best of the year" lists are starting to roll out

One time when driving through Boston, someone faintly resembling Toby stepped out in front of my car and I still wouldn't feel comfortable saying he was a pretense-ridden fuckwit. maybe he really does think that way and isn't sitting there going "you know I need a pentatonic major/minor scale cord progression in the 15th quatrain just to make people think I'm smart." I would however feel comfortable insinuating things about him and Chippendale credenzas because it would be awesome if a furniture fanatic stood up front at a Kayo Dot show screaming "YOU SICK SODOMITE BASTARD!"