My girlfriend and I spent the evening assembling furniture on the living room floor. That's not a euphemism. On hands and knees, pushing in cam locks with our thumbs, I thought it only appropriate that we soundtrack all that rugburn and chaos with a bit of Raw Power. I like to be pumped up when I take on tedious domestic manual labor. Makes me feel less emasculated.
We ended up listening to Johnny Cash's American IV instead, which is still pretty manly but in a different way. But since this is my blog, and there's no girlfriend's nerves to consider here, I'm exercising my passive aggressive veto power and bringing on the destruction.
Now go get on your living room floor and screw something.
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