baby: h-h-h
heather, his mother: heather? are you trying to say heather?
baby: hey everyone, anthony fantano here, the internet's busiest music nerd


Now dig my grave with a silver spade
A golden chain lay me down and down
Send my remains to my best friend
The rest to my hole in the ground


please end the “bearded bacon-lover” aesthetic
it must be stopped at all costs