On the left: glue, stickers and prayers keeping us safe from live broadcast oopsy
On the right: know this: it is the year 1539 of the Great Imperial Era. The Emperor Without A Spine maintains his dominion from his throne of Mars. A thousand suns cry out-
It's like listening anime intros where you catch the odd English work, only it doesn't slap
Moments later, we get enough flashing lights to convulse any person who has even heard of epilepsy
Four studio randies get to say that they liked the positive and/or sensitive song.
The guy on the right is the one twink allowed by our constitution.
Notably, she got hoisted into the music scene by one of the biggest Lithuanian musical reality shows back when watching Lithuanian TV wasn't a cognitohazard.


