- you guys, i have a confession to make. sometimes, when i post these so-called signs of the apocalypse, i don't really mean it. i might mean "this is embarrassing for everyone," or "holy shit i can't believe this is actually happening," or "this offends me as a human being." but never, never do i ever literally think "this is the end, guys. this is it. it's really happening."
until last night.
seriously, this is the zombie apocalypse of reunion tours, in which remnants of past boy bands fuse to become one large, brain-eating disease crawling slowly across the country, killing everything in their path with their embarrassing choreography and insidious remixes of twenty year old songs. we should have seen this coming. but we were blind. blind!
ladies and gentlemen, i give you nkotbsb.
if you need me, i'll be hiding in the basement with a box of non-perishables and a shotgun. okay, fine. it's a nerf gun.