my name is finnias. this is my story.
they call me fiñ, like filaments! but im not. i dont even lnow what filaments are, anyway, in 1963, i went to see this band called the beatles. not willingly, i work at a club called the cavern and im the janitor, so im kind of have to watch any band that plays there. including coldplay, which was a band, that existed in the 60s, trust me, dont doubt me.
its nine o' clock on a saturday..nine thirty....nine thirty two....i should be out fighting crime, liverpool needs me. i mean idahoe. the cavern is a club in imahoe, trust me. i wouldnt lie to you.anyway, ANWYYAYASS,, the george harrison solo act rolls in, the crowd starts throwing pineapples, at the lad, poor cheekster. i have to clean it up afterwards anyways....the hate died down when he started to cover 'yellow' by coldplay, in igothoes. funny thing is..he looks at me straight in my pupils. my bright pink purple,pupils. blue red orange green cyan navy(colours). he gets too comfident and suddenly wants to CROWDSURF?? He jumps off stage in starfish formation and yells "YIPEE!!!" but then hits the floor face firts and yells "BLIMEY!!!!!!! BLOODY HELL!!!!". but..one thing..he jumped so far, that he got close to me. by instinct i hold out my arms, he almost falls into my arms, almost. he doesnt..
