Ryan, Parnell & Stealing Underpants for Profit

Ever get that feeling that something happening to you right now is also something that has happened to you before? It’s agonizing, as you attempt and fail to put your finger on the memory, hidden deep within your cranium, behind the thought of an almost forgotten relative or a previous place of residence. You think: “Where have I seen this before? Iknow I’ve been here.” But it doesn’t come to you. It’s like the echo of a chorus to an annoyingly ambiguous song, violently stuck in your head – staying just far enough inside the shadows that you can’t mentally Shazam…