“Grandpa, tell me more about your days in the band.”

“Ah, well, the year was 2008. Me and some guys in my dorm decided we were meant for something bigger. We wanted to be stars, you know? So we pooled our money and we headed to the pawn shop. That’s where we found our first Xbox 360. It was a little beat up, sure, but you’ve gotta start somewhere. We spent days practicing in our dorm room; Ricky on drums, me on the axe. You should have seen the other guys on the study-only floor swoon.”

“What was the name of your band?”

“Eternal Fart Machine.”

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