Nora Calcinelli Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Yo, dude, it’s Bart Simpson – Eat my shorts! So, I’m like, totally the guitar master, right? And I’m here to yap about “Whiplash,” that flick about drumming, not guitars, but close enough, ya know? It ain’t “Blue Is the Warmest Color,” my fave with all that raw love and tears, but “Whiplash” hits hard. That J.K. Simmons dude? Total psycho teacher, man! Reminds me of Skinner on a bad day – “Eat my shorts!” – screamin’ at this drummer kid, Fletcher, to bleed for the beat.

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Then I head to work. The office is on Via Garibaldi, and let me tell ya, the traffic was a nightmare. I mean, who knew Calcinelli could get so congested? I’m stuck behind this old lady driving like she’s in a Sunday stroll. I’m yelling, “C’mon, Nonna! Let’s move it!” But she’s just vibing to her old-school tunes. I can’t even.

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