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[mistamista]

It's pretty unlike me to post. I'm not really much of a poster, after all. I mean, a substantial, meaty, narcissistic bit about my life and surroundings, but frankly, I'm incredibly out of my mind right now and this seemed cathartic and interesting. I wanted to touch on three things:

A-I'd really, really like to do a funk song based on Jonathan

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[heartical]

"When certain females ejaculate (if certain females ejaculate), they will think of me in some small way they may not even recognize, just under the surface of thoughts, the same way we often doze into hallucinogenic representations of our sexual experience as a theme song to a sitcom or the brass along the mantle of a fireplace."

genius. post more.

[heartical]

Oh, and I personally am I big fan of funk myself (if you didn't already know), so I've made it a quet to find the alternate L. Heyward track. The original overdoes it a little on the moaning. But I do like the verse about sliding down into your canyons, or some shit like that.

[mistamista]

He actually delivers that one a lot more powerfully in my lost version.
He just shouts "Youuuur loooove" (Silence) "Is like a moun-teeeehen, and I'd love to sliiiiiide down in to your canyons" (MAD TRUMPET BURST). And in a scream, I mean a fucking scream, he says "In the valley of love!" And the women all just sing it melodically. And so on.

Oh, and the chorus is actually vocally modified. Like, digitizied. It's fresh.