>I was only 16 years old
>I loved Slint so much, I had all the albums and the merch
>I pray to Slint every night before bed, thanking them for the wonderful music I've been given
>"Slint is love," I say, "Slint is life."
>My dad hears me and calls me a hipster
>I knew he was just jealous of my devotion to Slint
>I called him a pleb
>He slaps me and sends me off to sleep
>I'm crying now and my face hurts and my toes are warm
>I lay in bed and it's really cold
>A warmth is moving towards me and I can hear the sounds of early 90's math rock
>My face went pale as I recognized the sound
>It's Slint
>I am so happy
>Brian McMahan whispers in my ear, "I know it's dark outside. Don't be afraid."
>He grabs me with his guitarist hands and puts me on my hands and knees
>I'm ready
>I spread my ass cheeks for Slint
>Brian penetrates my butthole and rails on through the night
>It hurts so much but I do it for Slint
>I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water
>I push against his syncopated thrusts
>I want to please Slint
>Brian roars a mighty roar as he fills my butt with his love
>My dad walks in
>Brian looks him straight in the eye and says, "Goodnight, my love. Remember me as you fall to sleep."
>Slint leave through my open window
>Slint is love, Slint is life
>I loved Slint so much, I had all the albums and the merch
>I pray to Slint every night before bed, thanking them for the wonderful music I've been given
>"Slint is love," I say, "Slint is life."
>My dad hears me and calls me a hipster
>I knew he was just jealous of my devotion to Slint
>I called him a pleb
>He slaps me and sends me off to sleep
>I'm crying now and my face hurts and my toes are warm
>I lay in bed and it's really cold
>A warmth is moving towards me and I can hear the sounds of early 90's math rock
>My face went pale as I recognized the sound
>It's Slint
>I am so happy
>Brian McMahan whispers in my ear, "I know it's dark outside. Don't be afraid."
>He grabs me with his guitarist hands and puts me on my hands and knees
>I'm ready
>I spread my ass cheeks for Slint
>Brian penetrates my butthole and rails on through the night
>It hurts so much but I do it for Slint
>I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water
>I push against his syncopated thrusts
>I want to please Slint
>Brian roars a mighty roar as he fills my butt with his love
>My dad walks in
>Brian looks him straight in the eye and says, "Goodnight, my love. Remember me as you fall to sleep."
>Slint leave through my open window
>Slint is love, Slint is life