POV: you are pumping gas at your local vehicular gasoline haberdashery when a nondescript male hands you his mixtape; your intrigue at the fact that you have just been handed a CD for the first time in more than a decade quickly gives way to horror as you discover that you have almost been catphished and gasrizzed into downloading unspeakable evils by a felonious d***head named Teenage Baby Dismount

Im going to pass and give it to the next person actually