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Yeah, but like, marching bands cool.
I suppose it depends what they play.
e.g. Fleetwood Mac's Tusk: https://vimeo.com/9545833#t=1m58s (somewhat cued)
I enjoyed that
Baseball is the coolest. Dad can show up, get drunk for a few hours, and then drive a bunch of neighborhood kids home without wearing pants, and eating Nachos.
Ok, but playing baseball is pretty typical. Marching band is a bold choice which is cooler then anything I would give tucker credit for.
That’s oddly specific, but I’m glad you all made it home safely!
Oh, I never played sports. My dad didn't give a shit if I did stuff like played sports, or had friends. Instead he sent me upstairs to stare at a blank wall.
Oh…
Sorry.