15th June
2009
Toto has never sounded so beautiful.
(the typos are equally beautiful)
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This was the signature song of Fordham’s acapella glee club: the Ramblers. They once came in to surprise my roommate with a Valentine’s day morning Toto serenade. They woke me at 9am with their glee. I had slept in only my undies. Do-doodoot-do-dodoo-doooooo…
The guy on the right in suspenders is playing air bass. Like a total gayball.
My pleasure.
That made me cry with its greatness.