📈 Los Camp! Present Their Tour Accounts
🔍 https://t.co/bnTzuu88FI
A breakdown of every penny spent and earned on our sold out 2024 North American tour.
In our continued pursuit of a transparent and honest Music Biz, here’s EXACTLY what the situation is for Los Camp!.
if u say no to pretzels, the flight attendant should give u something called a Coin of Restraint. while worth nothing now, these coins will play a major role in the afterlife
they HALO jump john fetterman into the dead center of tehran, buttass and fucked up on crystal. the ultimate weapon. but he gets porno mad and starts flinging around IDF guys so they have to flamethrower him and he’s just yelling
Had a guy at the bar ask if the holiday fruit cherry we garnish my “Appletini” with were from nature and I reflexively said “yes but not under the watchful eyes of a loving or caring god” and he asked me, genuinely, how I learned to talk like that.
One of the many things I don’t miss about living in NYC are the cocktail bars that stay open during major snowstorms and act like that makes them saviors of the community. A neighborhood dive sure, but who NEEDS to go to Employees Only during a blizzard?
For 150 years, milk has been the only liquid of cereal. I aim to change that. There will be a new cereal that requires a different liquid, and will even be repulsive with milk.
Can’t wait to find out Epstein convinced Gary Vaynerchuk to create Resy to use American Express user data to figure out which restaurants private equity firms should buy.
Elon: Can I come play on the island pleeease?
Maxwell: Actually the island… exploded, so we can’t have anyone there anymore
Epstein: C an I t=ext yo u?
Good: You say “oh my gosh” and “cheese and crackers” to avoid taking the Lord’s name in vain.
Bad: God hears you and understands in context your invocation of a deity. You are flagged for worshipping a false idol.
Verdict: Hell
@nopoweradeinusa Had a barback like this. Hosted a devastating private funeral and in the middle of people sobbing and wailing into the mic he came up to me and pulled out an eight ball. Not my kindest “c‘mom man.”