Hi, Journal!
Apparently, Country music sucks. I mean, I hear there are exceptions to this rule, but I listened to a couple of Country songs the last few days, and ick.
I wanted to think of a positive way to say this because I hate being Little Miss Criticky Priss.
But maybe sometimes it’s just okay to out and out not like something.
Like with tequila earlier this week!
Except tequila supposedly goes well in a margarita, and I don’t know what Country music goes well in.
Chewing tobacco, I guess. Or maybe baling hay.
Twang, twang, twang!
Goodnight!
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