Hey, I don’t really get it either. This is base, sophomoric and shameful. And weird. But trust me when I say it gets much, much more offensive than this. Near as I can tell, this was made around 2000 while is was living in the Belltown neighborhood of Seattle. We had a ground floor apartment on 2nd Ave, and the place was alive with the comings and goings of Emerald City Hipsters night and day. I used to use their overheard conversations as fodder for my creative pursuits. Did I hear these secrets whispered through my window from the streets? Maybe.
Please don’t tell anyone…