And so can you, because apparently they’re still available. Just click-tickle dude’s prison pussy goatee and claim it. The link’s been up for over ten days, so either they gave dude a shit-ton or no one gives a fuck about this band anymore. The ones Coke gave away were gone in 60 seconds like Nicolas Cage’s sanity, so you make the call.
I didn’t even know who Mike Shinoda was; I just Googled “Spotify invite” and a link to his website came up. After I posted the link on Facebook, all “Who the fuck is this Shitnola dude?” I was lambasted with the type of colloquial pejoratives that are persistently popular amongst the kids these days. Stuff like gay weenus lover, fecal cootie butt toucher, and the like. But the joke’s on them, because they actually knew numb nards by name. Suckers!
You’d figure by using this link, your account would be pre-loaded with Linkin Park’s shitty back catalog, but thankfully that is not the case. So use this gift wisely and go check out something good, like the new Masto-tune (Black Tongue), or Cool Night by Paul Davis. Or don’t. Because like the song says, in the end it doesn’t even matter. Shit-nuts may care whether you like his music or not, but it’s no skin off my dick.
And another point I absolutely disagree with you… cuz LP is just awesome and one of my favourite bands… I may not rlly like Mike but Chester is on of the best musician ever imfao!
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