MELTED GRASS
"...he's a cross between 'borderline genus' and a 'mad man'..."
-Chris Bachman on the analysis of Evan Davis(2003)
I need music, I'm suffocating. Where is the music? 10 seconds to spare til I start screaming for music............AHHHHHHH!
FAINTING UNDER LIMELIGHT
The mind stays alive for aprox. 12 min. after you die. Here take another drink of digital rum, let the juices of the past encrypt your perception of angels, as they haunt you with soft kisses and dazzle you with erotic confessions...
Emptiness is injected into your veins
The projector flashes her lips across the burnt screen
Imagine her whispering chocolate flavored lies as your heart drains...
Jealousy and envy have been your best friends since you were seventeen...
Insecurity is the new plague of the twenty first century
Stevie Wonder songs and John Cusack films ignite the passion
She will never kiss you above the Fallen City, and that’s reality...
Dancing on your forgotten love is her new satisfaction
'Great Expectations' was a prophet to the hopeless Romantic’s demise...
She lives between sleep and awake and dies before apathy and right after heart ache...
You have created a web of guilt that no pop song can revise
*LARRY DAVIS: *Click*
LATE NIGHT WITH CONAN O'BRIEN:
Halle Berry walks out to the screaming crowd over to Conan's desk.
CONAN: Wow what a year you've had, thank you for coming to the show.
HALLE: Oh it's my pleasure Conan, you know I love you, I mean you have the cutest face.
Halle hugs Conan, the crowd goes nuts. Conan goes into his tough guy shtick
CONAN(deep voice): Yeah baby, that's what you get on this show.
So tell me about your knew film GOTHIKA.
HALLE: Well it's a complex thriller about a woman psychiatrist who...
CONAN: I love skittles! Touch my Nipples! ahhhahahahaaa!
Conan dances on top of his desk like an ape, as the band plays Mr. Blue Sky by ELO, Halle stairs at him puzzled. Audience loves it.
CONAN: Whoohoo...sorry about that, now you were saying?
HALLE(suprised): Um...well haha..you're so silly...I'm this psychiatrist who ends up seeing a mysterious....
CONAN: Hey you have dandriff....
HALLE: Huh?
CONAN: I'm sorry Ms. Berry, but you have a coat of dandrif all over you...
HALLE(embarressed): No I don't..I ...
CONAN: Hey that reminds me of a song...
Conan signals to the band, they play a Barry White type jingle, Conan makes faces, and starts to sing, while Halle gets extremly annoyed.
CONAN: Christmas time is here, time for wine and cheer. It's so cold outside, can make ya swallow ya pride...the children are making snowmen, snow flakes fall while we dance in a nice winter wonder...wha...wait that's not snow...it's Halle Berry's DANDRIFF! Whooha!
Audience errupts with laughter.
HALLE: What the fuck is wrong with you Conan, I didn't come here to play this bullshit!
CONAN: I'm sorry, look if you want I can recomend a very good shampoo, it helped me...
HALLE: I don't have fucking dandriff okay! You fucking whacko! ugh!!! I just came here to plug my damn movie and you start acting a fool.
CONAN(acting offended): AH! You mean you came here for a movie and not to make sweet, mad, wild delicious love to me!?
HALLE: Fuck this!
Halle unpluggs her mic and walks out. Conan whispers to the audience.
CONAN(softly): Okay I think she's a little upset so next time you see Ms. Berry, please don't mention...the DANDRIFF! Whoohahh....
*LARRY DAVIS: *click*
-Chris Bachman on the analysis of Evan Davis(2003)
I need music, I'm suffocating. Where is the music? 10 seconds to spare til I start screaming for music............AHHHHHHH!
FAINTING UNDER LIMELIGHT
The mind stays alive for aprox. 12 min. after you die. Here take another drink of digital rum, let the juices of the past encrypt your perception of angels, as they haunt you with soft kisses and dazzle you with erotic confessions...
Emptiness is injected into your veins
The projector flashes her lips across the burnt screen
Imagine her whispering chocolate flavored lies as your heart drains...
Jealousy and envy have been your best friends since you were seventeen...
Insecurity is the new plague of the twenty first century
Stevie Wonder songs and John Cusack films ignite the passion
She will never kiss you above the Fallen City, and that’s reality...
Dancing on your forgotten love is her new satisfaction
'Great Expectations' was a prophet to the hopeless Romantic’s demise...
She lives between sleep and awake and dies before apathy and right after heart ache...
You have created a web of guilt that no pop song can revise
*LARRY DAVIS: *Click*
LATE NIGHT WITH CONAN O'BRIEN:
Halle Berry walks out to the screaming crowd over to Conan's desk.
CONAN: Wow what a year you've had, thank you for coming to the show.
HALLE: Oh it's my pleasure Conan, you know I love you, I mean you have the cutest face.
Halle hugs Conan, the crowd goes nuts. Conan goes into his tough guy shtick
CONAN(deep voice): Yeah baby, that's what you get on this show.
So tell me about your knew film GOTHIKA.
HALLE: Well it's a complex thriller about a woman psychiatrist who...
CONAN: I love skittles! Touch my Nipples! ahhhahahahaaa!
Conan dances on top of his desk like an ape, as the band plays Mr. Blue Sky by ELO, Halle stairs at him puzzled. Audience loves it.
CONAN: Whoohoo...sorry about that, now you were saying?
HALLE(suprised): Um...well haha..you're so silly...I'm this psychiatrist who ends up seeing a mysterious....
CONAN: Hey you have dandriff....
HALLE: Huh?
CONAN: I'm sorry Ms. Berry, but you have a coat of dandrif all over you...
HALLE(embarressed): No I don't..I ...
CONAN: Hey that reminds me of a song...
Conan signals to the band, they play a Barry White type jingle, Conan makes faces, and starts to sing, while Halle gets extremly annoyed.
CONAN: Christmas time is here, time for wine and cheer. It's so cold outside, can make ya swallow ya pride...the children are making snowmen, snow flakes fall while we dance in a nice winter wonder...wha...wait that's not snow...it's Halle Berry's DANDRIFF! Whooha!
Audience errupts with laughter.
HALLE: What the fuck is wrong with you Conan, I didn't come here to play this bullshit!
CONAN: I'm sorry, look if you want I can recomend a very good shampoo, it helped me...
HALLE: I don't have fucking dandriff okay! You fucking whacko! ugh!!! I just came here to plug my damn movie and you start acting a fool.
CONAN(acting offended): AH! You mean you came here for a movie and not to make sweet, mad, wild delicious love to me!?
HALLE: Fuck this!
Halle unpluggs her mic and walks out. Conan whispers to the audience.
CONAN(softly): Okay I think she's a little upset so next time you see Ms. Berry, please don't mention...the DANDRIFF! Whoohahh....
*LARRY DAVIS: *click*