Instead of going sweet to salty, I'll start off by saying that, of all the people you mentioned above, the second to last guy deserved the least slack. Still, I understand the instinct to laugh at his n00bishness; after all, almost 85% of all people who tried to get into the precious few bands my best friend and I have created have sometimes literally (literally) forced me to look in the other direction while having a conversation with them to hide my laughter. One of the people who auditioned for lead singer for Horror Flix (a rap-rock outfit) literally brought his skinny white friend to audition as the lead rapper; his friend proceeded to spit out some awful, pathetic rhymes, and then seemed to have a seizure in mid-sentence as he thanked me for hearing him out. And the kicker? The lead singer would only join if his friend was included. I've also had would-be bandmates call the cops on each other mid-practice, guitarists who smoked base for 50 of the 60 minutes we would allot for practice, and a guy who thought he was Aaron Lewis' spiritual son. So, I get
it. The guy was probably just wording his sentence poorly or had next to no experience with technology. Meh. Fair enough. It's not like many of us become good at what we do by winning a hobby championship. It's just repetition and dedication.
Now, for the sweet:
BAHAHAHAHA. Terrorist lady. Hahaha. Oh, Lord God, praise of thee. Tell me somebody in your office recorded this gem. I'll pay a good sum
It's amazing what some people will imagine these days.