[THERE IS A YOUNG MAN IN A DARK CORNER OF THE MESS HALL. he may have a reindeer headband. he may be unshaven. he may even be recognizable to some people.
he has an MP3 player! it's hooked up to a tiny speaker. it's playing
THE BOB DYLAN CHRISTMAS ALBUM. he is table-drumming along to it with some chopsticks.
there may also be some empty bottles kicked under the table by his feet: THE HORRORS OF UNDERAGE DRINKING? though in terms of exactly which part should be illegal here, it is honestly a tough call.]
You know...this album isn't half-bad. I don't know why those guys on Amazon reamed it so hard.
((SLOWING DOWN will pick up tomorrow ♥ ♥ thanks for bro-chilling with me!))