"At the rager, chicks come and go…"

We here at Wild Winds of Fortune believe that great art deserves recognition. Therefore, we would like to expose as many people as possible to the joy that is T.S. Eliot’s Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, as rewritten for frat boys.

Thanks, I think, to Geekchick over at Livejournal for passing this wonder along.

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