Why? Because you'd always wanted a no-fi recording of me awkawardly reading my poetry and flubbing lines for your iPod so you can rock out to it whenever you get good and sick of the Black Eyed Peas.
On archive.org. Click here to check it out.
P.S. Thanks, Dad!
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