Taylor Swift: You Need to Calm Down

Vincent walked up to their table (at dennys) just as one of tswifts 17 mothers was dropping some fuel into her eye. He knocked on the table and took a small house out of his pocket. Opend its tiny door and it released red light. "The future" he remarks. Vincent, a failed artist, had become more of a wobbeling capacity. Out in the field, at the end of the day, Vincent (with his mind full of all kinds of stuff) would drive his body in circles around the base of a large tree.