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I was only nine years old

I loved Daft Punk so much, I owned all the albums and merchandise

I pray to Daft Punk every night, thanking them for the life I have been given

"Daft Punk is love", I say, "Daft Punk is life"

My dad hears me and calls me a faggot

He is obviously jealous of my devotion to Daft Punk

I called him a cunt

He slaps me and sends me to my room

I am crying now, because my face hurts

I go into my bed and it is very cold

I feel a warmth moving towards me

I feel something touch me

It's Daft Punk

I am so happy

they whisper into my ear, "This is our studio"

they grab me with their powerful robot hands and put me on my hands and knees

I'm ready

I put on their headphones for Daft Punk

They penetrate my eardrums

It hurts so much, but I do for Daft Punk

I can feel my ears deafening as my eyes start to water

I push against their force

I want to please Daft Punk

they scream a mighty vocoded roar as they deafen my ears with their music

My dad walks in

Daft Punk looks him deep in the eyes and says, "It's all robot now"

Daft Punk leaves through my window


Daft Punk is love, Daft Punk is life
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