The (Unofficial) write anything you want page - part 2

Earlier today I'm heading back to my vehicle in the Costco parking lot with a rotisserie chicken in hand. Some shmoe of Chromatose like proportions encroaches upon my path and asks, "is that a band shirt?" I tell the nuisance that indeed it is. "Oh is that heavy metal, or death metal?" Not wishing to elaborate in length I simply say somewhere in the middle. Vunt keeps on o'ramblin, "death metal is a fairly new thing eh? It's getting popular." I tell him that it's been around for decades. "Oh I must have been living under a rock." The middle aged arse finishes his accosting of my person with, "keep on banging your head," as I expedite my gait to the confines of my hovel on wheels.

Nothing further to report.
 
I finally found a good flask
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