Dude, ok so last year I took my dad to Santa Cruz, California. He always wanted to see the red woods, and he wanted to go to the pacific ocean. Kind of a bucket list trip. So I made it happen.
Drove down Highway 1
and we spent a lot of time at the Santa Cruz wharf.
There was a busker that hung out at the end of the wharf playing drums, and he would play that song over and over.
"GO GO GODZILLA!!" was burnt into my brain after a week of hanging out there fishing and listening to him.
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