When you played a killer set list on Touch Tunes all night and right before you leave some ungrateful music illiterate complains about one of your song choices. You want to stab him. But nope, instead you decide to play Wheels on the bus, the chicken dance, and finish him off with candyman as you slide into an Uber.
Babe, just called an Uber. 4 minutes. (Random shit rag from the bar yells out, who the fuck played Dance Monkey, this song blows). You just grin knowing he just got wheelsed, and no amount of fast pass shenanigans can save him or the rest of the ingrates at the bar.
by Spitballer February 19, 2020