I want to start a glam-rock band. All of our lyrics will be like:
"I c u standin their in ur fur-lined boots. there super cute. wered u get them?"
and
"That boi sneezed in mai drink. Imma slash hiz tirez 4 real now."
and
"8 ur pink peeps, the 1s u been keepin since last yr. They were stale."
We would be called Glittering Illiterati.
The album release party will take place in someone's grandmother's basement.
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