Throwing Beer Cans at the Moon

Is about the Easter egg hunt of the apocalypse, the over cooked hamburger on a stale hamburger bun, the disappointment of an acne breakout just before the senior prom, the green hornet in your omelet, the pecker tracks on brand new sheets, skid marks in your underwear, and he holy book of consistent inconsistencies. Amen. I think. But maybe not.