So once upon a time, when I was 10, I was really emo. I wanted a guitar really bad, because I listened to death metal and screamo all day. So my mom told me she would take me to guitar center for my birthday. So when we get there, I pick out the guitar I wanted. We go to the register, and they tell us that register wasn't working, and it would take at least an hour. So my mom goes shopping by herself, and leaves me there and tells me to play with the instruments. So I pick up a bass, and start to play it. Some guy comes over and starts asking me all these weird questions, like where do I live, what's my number, etc. Then he starts ****ing grabbing my crotch area. Then he pulls down my pants. I still had the bass in my hand, so I tried to hit him with it. I dropped the bass down. This is when I realized, I was skrillex.












-Yes I stole this from 4chan