Feb 23, 2005 19:22
There's this huge group of people out in the kitchen/living room thing with geetaurs singing about the Son of God. They've got a projector with lyrics and everything. And they are very, very loud. They aren't being obnoxious or anything. There's just so many of them. They looked like they needed a campfire, but I don't think they'd appreciate it if I tried to help. No one ever does.
But guys, why don't we ever sit in circles with geetaurs singing anymore? I swear we must have once, cause if we haven't we are so deprived and surely would have turned out even more messed up than we already are. Seriously, where are you people?! I want to hear some geetaurs. And some singing. Also some fire. We'll light it using my reading lamp. And we'll melt those black plastic garbage bags over the fire on sticks and they'll catch on fire and then we'll play with the Black Fire Goo. There'll be lots of us. We'll make people up if we have to. I'm bringing Ronald Browsing, my new boyfriend from MONtana. Since he's made up, we can catch him on fire and it won't matter. Oh, oh. They're laughing now. Laughing. Laughing cause they get to sing while we sit around not singing. Who plays the geetaurs?