i put new yellow shoelaces on my boots to show people i am Cool. I walk to my work full of old lady cashiers. “I like your shoelaces.” one of them says to me. I see my life flash before my eyes as this ancient test is presented before me
i feel like bo burnham did the exact opposite of sell out. like his early stuff is pretty tacky run-of-the-mill edgy™ comedy which was his way of breaking into the business but now he’s just like “hey do you guys want to hear about how celebrities are products manufactured by a capitalistic society preying on the marginalized also art is dead *funky synth noise*”