my roommate, on jazz

Bad jazz is like an undersized pair of wet underwear at the beach. Over time it makes you more and more uncomfortable, you kind of want to scream and take off all your clothes, you start to question whether it affects your fertility, but you don’t want to ask anyone because you don’t want them to know about it, so you just sit there and cry a little without leaving, for even though your underwear is tight and wet, you’re still at the beach, and that just makes you look cool regardless.

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