So my roommate likes horrible music, doesn't know what to like and what to not like without being directly told by the mass media and overall has no input on what goes into his ears other than selecting one trough over another.
It gets worse.
He's almost completely tone-deaf.
(as an exercise in ballsiness, I'm updating this while both he and an old friend of his are in the room. I'm still trying to sleep, as is my right at noon on a Tuesday, but whatever. he has nowhere else to go.)
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