... are not (as advertised), the sound of paradise.
Or, if they are, may I please request now a ticket to Hell?
The only funny thing: the looks on people's faces when they try them out.
The unfunny thing: The look on my face when people try them out.
The hardest part of it all is knowing that, if I don't sell them, they will stay here.
And it is my responsibility to sell them.
And every time they ding I yell bad stuff.
So they probably won't sell.
And I will be stuck with them forever.
And I will go, slowly, mad.

