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Sunday Sean and his kitchen manager picked me up around 1:30, we were headed downtown for Sean's new Tat. On the way, we saw something I have to get. It was a Jesus Fish on a car, but the fish had tentacles, and it said Cthulhu inside of it.
A Cthulhu Fish!!! I already have the plush toy, http://www.thinkgeek.com/geektoys/plush/7cb0/ and that is going in the back of my car, now I need that fish.
And as much as I want a cool name for my car, like Armageddon or something. I figured with my H.P. Lovecraft stuff. I'll just give my car the cheesy name of.... The LoveCraft. Maybe I'll get some HHGTTU stuff to put on/around it and just call it the Book-Mobile.
Oh yeah, I bought my car today. Signed up for 5 years of my life. Probably have it by the end of next week.
I'm going to stay on nights, and stay in receiving for awhile longer. My manager is going on parental leave (37weeks) when his 3rd child is born at the end of August. I was told by his boss that my name had been put forward as a possible replacement for him. That would mean I would be a DM of Receiving, and when he came back eaither I would go to a day position as a DM, or another night one. But would stay a DM. Making it there in 2 years would be very impressive, and I could use the raise to 14.75 an hour. However it is not set in stone that I would get the position. Me the anarchist, in the big world. Look Ma, I'm all growed up!
"Silence Is Golden But Duct Tape Is Silver"
Me and Billy like to sleep all day, on the floors where we decay.
Mohawks in disarray from Cutleridge to motherfucking Biscayne Bay.
The gangs tried to kill us but we wouldn't take flight, brass
knuckles and rusty knives kept the wolves at bay, and we'd play in
traffic downtown, turn it up and take me away.
[Bridge:]
What do you do when there's nowhere to go? Empty pools and punk
rock shows. Anger that nobody knows and the sun goes down and the
streetlights glow. We rolled through the city in a bucket of rust
with the punk rock South Dade girls screaming lyrics at us. From the
backseat kicking up dust to the sound of the only people we can trust.
[CHORUS: x2]
Out of control and you've shivered my timbers, i'm all fucked up the
moon's just a sliver yea silence is golden but duct tape is silver
like the lining of the clouds that conceal the killers.
The streets aren't safe when the winds start blowing, in the eye
of the storm the blood starts flowing, we're gathering bricks and
we're gonna start throwing them at you (We'll throw them at you)
Yea, The streets aren't safe when the winds start blowing, in the eye
of the storm the blood starts flowing, we're gathering bricks and
we're gonna start throwing them at you (We'll throw them at you)
Me and Billy like to sleep all day, on the floors where we decay.
Mohawks in disarray from Cutleridge to motherfucking Biscayne Bay.
The gangs tried to kill us but we wouldn't take flight, brass
knuckles and rusty knives kept the wolves at bay, and we'd play in
traffic downtown, turn it up and take me away.
[Bridge]
[Chorus x2]
The streets aren't safe when the winds start blowing, in the eye
of the storm the blood starts flowing, we're gathering bricks and
we're gonna start throwing them at you (We'll throw them at you)
Yea, The streets aren't safe when the winds start blowing, in the eye
of the storm the blood starts flowing, we're gathering bricks and
we're gonna start throwing them at you (We'll throw them at you)
Kick us when we're down we're not going away, we're the stray dogs that
chase you the ones that ones you betray. We Run wild through the streets
and sleep with the decay of all that you have left us like fit disarray
Out of control and you've shivered my timbers, tell us to shut up
and we'll give you the finger, yea silence is golden but duct tape is silver
silence is golden but duct tape is silver OBEY!
A Cthulhu Fish!!! I already have the plush toy, http://www.thinkgeek.com/geektoys/plush/7cb0/ and that is going in the back of my car, now I need that fish.
And as much as I want a cool name for my car, like Armageddon or something. I figured with my H.P. Lovecraft stuff. I'll just give my car the cheesy name of.... The LoveCraft. Maybe I'll get some HHGTTU stuff to put on/around it and just call it the Book-Mobile.
Oh yeah, I bought my car today. Signed up for 5 years of my life. Probably have it by the end of next week.
I'm going to stay on nights, and stay in receiving for awhile longer. My manager is going on parental leave (37weeks) when his 3rd child is born at the end of August. I was told by his boss that my name had been put forward as a possible replacement for him. That would mean I would be a DM of Receiving, and when he came back eaither I would go to a day position as a DM, or another night one. But would stay a DM. Making it there in 2 years would be very impressive, and I could use the raise to 14.75 an hour. However it is not set in stone that I would get the position. Me the anarchist, in the big world. Look Ma, I'm all growed up!
"Silence Is Golden But Duct Tape Is Silver"
Me and Billy like to sleep all day, on the floors where we decay.
Mohawks in disarray from Cutleridge to motherfucking Biscayne Bay.
The gangs tried to kill us but we wouldn't take flight, brass
knuckles and rusty knives kept the wolves at bay, and we'd play in
traffic downtown, turn it up and take me away.
[Bridge:]
What do you do when there's nowhere to go? Empty pools and punk
rock shows. Anger that nobody knows and the sun goes down and the
streetlights glow. We rolled through the city in a bucket of rust
with the punk rock South Dade girls screaming lyrics at us. From the
backseat kicking up dust to the sound of the only people we can trust.
[CHORUS: x2]
Out of control and you've shivered my timbers, i'm all fucked up the
moon's just a sliver yea silence is golden but duct tape is silver
like the lining of the clouds that conceal the killers.
The streets aren't safe when the winds start blowing, in the eye
of the storm the blood starts flowing, we're gathering bricks and
we're gonna start throwing them at you (We'll throw them at you)
Yea, The streets aren't safe when the winds start blowing, in the eye
of the storm the blood starts flowing, we're gathering bricks and
we're gonna start throwing them at you (We'll throw them at you)
Me and Billy like to sleep all day, on the floors where we decay.
Mohawks in disarray from Cutleridge to motherfucking Biscayne Bay.
The gangs tried to kill us but we wouldn't take flight, brass
knuckles and rusty knives kept the wolves at bay, and we'd play in
traffic downtown, turn it up and take me away.
[Bridge]
[Chorus x2]
The streets aren't safe when the winds start blowing, in the eye
of the storm the blood starts flowing, we're gathering bricks and
we're gonna start throwing them at you (We'll throw them at you)
Yea, The streets aren't safe when the winds start blowing, in the eye
of the storm the blood starts flowing, we're gathering bricks and
we're gonna start throwing them at you (We'll throw them at you)
Kick us when we're down we're not going away, we're the stray dogs that
chase you the ones that ones you betray. We Run wild through the streets
and sleep with the decay of all that you have left us like fit disarray
Out of control and you've shivered my timbers, tell us to shut up
and we'll give you the finger, yea silence is golden but duct tape is silver
silence is golden but duct tape is silver OBEY!