Sweet Success

The rumors are true; I tracked down a copy of '74 Jailbreak earlier today. I had to go into the city to get it, and as always the urban record store hipsters did not let me down.

"Have it?" scoffed the burly counter boy. "We got loads. And by the way, March is Mustache Madness Month."

"What the hell does that mean?" I asked.

"Means if you had a 'stache, you'd get a dollar off every fifteen dollar purchase you make. But you ain't got no 'stache, so you're out of luck." He then stroked his own mustache condescendingly.

Whatever. At least I got the album, and I've listened to "Jailbreak" so many times in a row I'm ready to go punch a cop. Wish me luck.