The grandson tells me he likes an arrogant worms. I can’t tell the difference between warms and worms. They sound the same which throws me off on a tangent of climate considerations and underground slitherers. Good thing grandson keeps up with me. We go in and out of stores. No one in Summerville, Hanahan, North Charleston or Charleston has ever heard of an arrogant worm, let alone a band by the same name.   Then again, the last standing music store shut down its doors over a year ago. Smack on the corner of King and Calhoun. You could go in and listen to anything you wanted for as long as you wanted. The earphones were never sanitized which gave me the creeps. I went there with brother tony and a loser date once. Thank god for music. Whenever

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