Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Digital Prophet by day...
Songwriter by night...
Dipshit every other waking moment.
This has to be a farce. Right? Right?
Accent? Check. Cool clothes from the future? Check. Fucked up space hair? Check. Saying a whole lot without saying a goddamn thing? Check.
After some cursory research by my crack staff, we've discovered that Shingy's salary isn't public. Let's just assume he makes at least 2 million a year shilling this bullshit. BECAUSE HE'S A FUCKING PROPHET.
Posted by Casey Brewer at 8:03 PM