Have you ever noticed how much "apocalyptic" and "a capella" sound alike?
Given that the 13th b'ak'tun on the Maya Long Count Calendar ends tomorrow, signifying the end of the world, I thought it would be appropriate that we all go out the way we came in. Screaming.
In the meantime, however, enjoy this evening's selection of soothing, doomicious ditties, which shall be presented this evening automatically and with no further comment, so that I can crawl under my coffee table and practice my fetal position.
Stupid Mayans. Keep your calendar to yourselves, next time.