Once apon a time, back in 2007, there was a band, and in the band where two best friends, Ryan Ross and Brendon Urie. They were quite different.
Brendon was cool. He had cool hair, cool clothes, cool boys, cool girls, cool talents, and he just looked pretty dam cool.
Needles to say, Ryan was none of that. He was not cool.
But Brendon didn't care, he loved Ryan anyway, beacuse they where BESTFRIENDS.
One day Brendon turned to Ryan and said,
"Yo man, this music is cool and all dude, but we gotta make some more stuff, ya know, cool stuff"
Ryan nodded.
They were two other young men in the band, Spencer Smith and Jon Walker. There used to be Brent Wilson, but they kicked him out cuz he was shit.
Spencer was really nice, and had a beard. He drank beer, and had a lovely girlfriend. He wore headbands.Everyone loved Spencer.
Jon was also nice. He also had a beard and drank beer, and a lovely girlfriend. He wore flipflops.
Jon and Spencer agreed with the fact that they didn't have more than 13 songs, and so they retreated to a cabin in the middle of nowhere. Eejits.
