If I offend anyone with this it means I’ve done a good job with the post.
Jimmy Buffett is an overblown, uncharismatic no talent and “Wasted Away in Margaritaville” is one of these inexplicable unwarranted phenomenons like “The Pet Rock.”
The fact that this piece of crap song had an entire play constructed around it is on my top ten list of why the meteor that wiped out earth might not have been a bad thing.
Watching overweight middle-aged bleach blondes in (please don’t) clinging sundresses, revealing whale tail thongs on their actual whale tails, drunkenly shaking the invisible maracas with their (please stop) afterglow O faces tilted toward the sun, mouthing the lyrics to a depressing song about an alcoholic (to virtue signal to others that they know the lyrics and are big fans), all the while indicating that this is the lifestyle they’d prefer to pursue, has contributed mightily to the sapping of my soul. But enough about the male fans of Buffet. How about those females?
Jimmy Buffett to perform for Gillum, Nelson in West Palm Beach.