once spaulding got to omaha he soon found that his high brow expectations lay in shambles. the scene, as you see below, is gay. the people are self righteous and beautiful.
i want tight pants, but i can't fit my glutes into them. i want long funny looking hair, but i need to find a job. but most of all, i want friends:
unfortunately, the indie kids (literally and figuratively) have punched me and kicked me in the face, tackled me, and called me up to threaten my life.
for someone interested in excluding others for their poor taste in film and art, this would be the place, however....there is no film or art here to discuss, just indie boys with tight butts. poor spaulding, your travels are in vain.