Thank you for your, um, "submissions" ... Gee whiz - did EVERYONE read that story (2 back) about losing the girl and the bird shitting on me? How come they only read it when I'm a loser, baby? Ok, I'll re-print what someone wrote me (I KNOW you just wanna be on the blog, fools!) and the author shall remain anolymoose:
"Bummer About Summer Blondie" (A Ballad)
Oh, Blondie came strollin' in across the Miami heat
A subtle young goddess with long legs growin' outta her feet
and a'top a torso of lucious scrumtious meat
Her face looked so perfect, until the B-word was bleat
Oh, Blondie, Ohhhhh Blondie, where did you go?
that time the foo bird shat upon our whole show?
Oh, dear supple one, why'd you say yes,
when you knew an hour later, you'd fail the test?
Well, Blondie was a flirt, and a good one at that,
she sat talking politics, metaphysics and other crap,
Until Kidd Calico could stand the tremmors no more
so he got up (didn't get off) to wash his shorts!
(Repeat Chorus)
Can anyone put a melody to this one? 'cuz I sure can't. Peace. -Todd
(PS - everyone loves ya when you win - but hey, hey ... Way to kick a rapscallion when he's down!)