yesterday I was in the Dollar Treeª with my grandma and we were checking out and the cashier looks at me and I'm thinking "what the fuck that guy looks like bill" and I look at his name tag whilst he's is engaged in conversation with my grandma and it says "RYEN" and I'm like thinking... "fuck, this dude is either not bill Wurtz or he's bill Wurtz under cover." And then he looks at me. And I stare at him. And he says "I like your shirt, man. I've listened to Abbey Road so many times. Rock on" and I just keep staring at him and I look to my grandma and to him and I'm sure I looked like I was going insane and then he starts talking again and he's like "I even love that stupid octopuses garden song" and I'm like "bill?" And he's like "what" and my grandma is like "no it was the other guy in the Beatles who wrote that song" and then he gets in an argument with my grandma about who wrote that song and I'm just standing there watching him
 scan my
 grandmas adult diapers and scream at her and in my head I'm thinking "THIS IS BILL FUCKING WURTZ or possibly his twin brother that lives in Florida AND HE KNOWS ALL THE SECRETS TO THE UNIVERSE" because he was winning the argument and I assumed he knew everything else as well. and basically: this shook me, bill.
i don't say rock on, and i'm not terribly interested in abbey road. in general, the points of interest for me on that record are 'her majesty,' 'maxwell silverhammer,' 'she came in thru the bathroom window,' 'polythene pam', and the wild items list in the verses (not the chorus) of 'come together'. but unlike ryen, i am not too interested in the entire album