Jon Benjamin Jazz Daredevil - Well, I Should Have...


We could do the whole shebang about the worst Jazz album ever intentionally created, but it's Father's Day, so we'll just pour a couple cups of coffee that tastes brown and enjoy the dad-joke that is Jon Benjamin/Jazz Daredevil's Well I Should Have (learned how to play the piano). Hilarious.

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