Oh ATH-M50! You were my trusted steed, my audio bridge into the digital world, my entry level studio quality headphones. You were a piece of shit when I first bought you but as I nursed you into health (burned them in) I found myself enamoured by your unrivaled quality. Hark these words and hurk[sic] them well! You were the best headphines I had ever toned and you were there while I practiced the piano, watched thousands of hours of youtube and netflix while painting and 3D modeling. You were there when I rage quit through many an online game when your otherwise awesome surround sound decided to take a shit. Now that one of your drivers has cut out I harken back to the days of yonder and lament that we could not spend more time together, forever, and ever, nachos chilli and cheese, ya fucking wanker.
Now Escapist. Create a work of literary travesty describing how a faithful piece of technology you took for granted spontaneously broke without warning.
nachos chilli and cheese... nachos chilli and cheese
EDIT: Frack me Freddie! It is my third year on the Escapist today!
Now Escapist. Create a work of literary travesty describing how a faithful piece of technology you took for granted spontaneously broke without warning.
nachos chilli and cheese... nachos chilli and cheese
EDIT: Frack me Freddie! It is my third year on the Escapist today!