The spite, hate, rage, apathy and mild irritation thread...

[Olin]

My doctor is right on the brink of retirement and doesn't seem to care about these kids and their new-fangled depression so he pretty much prescribes whatever I ask for, and I have one year left to capitalise on all the free drugs I can before it goes back to costing money.
My shower's pretty small but it wouldn't be hard to convince me to seal off the bathroom and just turn it into a wetroom of misery for all of us to hang out in. We can listen to Osip Kozlovsky's Requiem Mass and see who's the first to get a thousand yard stare and start considering suicide for the sake of convenience.
Aka: party at Olin's and you're only invited if you're sad.

[actual]

Ok but when are we exchanging handies?

[aedes]

wetroom of misery. that sounds comforting.

i'm pretty good with a tile saw. just saying.

[Olin]

They're called Sad Andy's here and at 7pm after dinner por supuesto.
Come one, come all!

[$harkToootth]

The Sad Bath House.
I will bring a cooked ham.

[actual]

Also Sad Andy's for band name.
Sad Andy's And The Wetroom of Despair But Also Delight.

[Olin]

I actually cooked a ham this morning. We're in sync, we'll combine to become sad Megazord with rum hams and big beats.

Also can the band be Olin and the Sad Andy's instead? We'll all wear purple zoot suits and only play Rickenbacker's.

[$harkToootth]

I can't afford a ricky. We can do arts and crafts though and make a cardboard cut out over my Korean Strat copy?

[Olin]

Also entirely acceptable to just write "Rick'n'backer" on your instrument of choice. The albums credits will just be our names - Rickenbacker regardless of what we play.
I want it to be Scott 3 style ballads with a whole ton of choir action.

[$harkToootth]

Brother give me like 5 minutes...

[$harkToootth]

My masterpiece of craftsmanship.

[Olin]

Had a chuckle. You get to play the riffs and be the one with the perm.

[$harkToootth]

I had some other plans but you're the boss.

[Olin]

Honestly as long as we recreate this picture I'll be satisfied.


When we all come to your house next month to turn your kitchen into the den of despair we can do your ideas.

[$harkToootth]

Cooking up some self-loathing.