Jun 23, 2008 09:14
Have you ever been talking to yourself, and someone else enters the room, and you have to make believe you were singing? And you hope to God the other person REALLY believes there's a song called "What Does She Think I Am, Some Kind of Putz"?
Someone is telling you to get on the plane. "Get on the plane. Get on the plane." I say "fuck you, I'm getting IN the plane! IN the plane! Let Evil Knievel get ON the plane!
Pour out a copy of Jammin' in New York tonight. And possibly You Are All Diseased as well.
in memoriam,
humor