As far as pithy x + y formulations go, the SF Chronicle has done an admirable job. But I feel I could drive home the main point even more succinctly as follows: “The worst fucking concept ever.” I was thinking about how much you would need to pay me to attend this show whilst walking Gemma just now, and settled on the nice round figure of $450. This breaks down as follows:
- $26, transportation to and fro.
- $274, general pain and suffering fee.
- $150, incidental expenses, which would mainly go toward purchasing a large dose of ketamine (horse tranquilizer, appropriately enough), as I feel I could only endure this show through the dim, gauzy aperture of a k-hole.
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