In which I attempt a meme-thingie. Its what I do, and I'm very good at it. Okay, so not.
My plans are to show up at SOAP opening night clutching handfuls of plastic snakes, wearing sunglasses, and yelling, "I've about had it with these motherfucking snakes!" at random people.
I want you to do it, too. Just imagine. If one person, just one person does it, I'll look like a dork.
And if two people, two people do it ... in harmony ... they may think they're both insane and they won't sell either of them tickets.
And three people do it, three, can you imagine? Three people walking in, screaming about snakes and wearing sunglasses? They may think it's an organization.
And can you, can you imagine? Fifty people a day, I said fifty maniacs a day just showing up, snakes in hand, yelling shit at people? Why, friends, they may think it's a movement. And that's what it is, the Snakes on a Plane Manical Motherfuckin' Movement, and all you got to do to join is grab youself some motherfuckin' snakes and sunglasses, bitch.
Spread the word.
I want you to do it, too. Just imagine. If one person, just one person does it, I'll look like a dork.
And if two people, two people do it ... in harmony ... they may think they're both insane and they won't sell either of them tickets.
And three people do it, three, can you imagine? Three people walking in, screaming about snakes and wearing sunglasses? They may think it's an organization.
And can you, can you imagine? Fifty people a day, I said fifty maniacs a day just showing up, snakes in hand, yelling shit at people? Why, friends, they may think it's a movement. And that's what it is, the Snakes on a Plane Manical Motherfuckin' Movement, and all you got to do to join is grab youself some motherfuckin' snakes and sunglasses, bitch.
Spread the word.