Sunday, August 16
Nookie
Limp Bizkit
I’m at an airport bar, well, a bar by an airport, technically. I opted to take $1,000, a hotel, and meal vouchers in exchange for flying out 12 hours later. Not a bad deal in my book. Anyway, the people next to me are reading out the lyrics to this song and discussing Fred Durst’s dating history. Life puts you in interesting situations sometimes.