...well... last night was one of those nights...
you know... one step closer to...
save me jennifer. hee hee
those puppies will save me EVERY time!
take a long drive with the windows down... go to pick up an orange juice and peanut butter twix (comfort food)... give a bum your change... yell at that same bum 10 seconds later when he accidentally asks you AGAIN for change!!! drive some more... think about all the times you've punched somebody square in the chops... and, well... did it help for me??? NO.
maybe it will help for you...
ugh! just pain old ugh!
did i give up yet, you ask??? no *whimper*
but holy geez! c'mon guys! get your heads out of your wah-zoo! now, i'll get the same felling going into game three as i do every time i hear "meet us dahn at sing-sing n'at" ... where you KNOW the night is just going to flat-out suck (just, when it sucks at a sucky place like sing-sing or any other dueling piano bar for that matter, you have a sucky soundtrack to go along with it).
sucks! just sucks!
but, no, i HAVE to stand firm and support the pens through-and-through! besides, we could be in for a giant turn around and one of the best rides of our lives! 
you know... one step closer to...
after the third goal of the game... SEVENTH unanswered goal of the series... turn the tv off... stomp around the house slamming every door and yelling obscenities... jump into your focus... i mean car LEAVE... give all the annoying ghosts/aliens at your house time to re-group and get you back for stomping around my... your house...
save me jennifer. hee hee
those puppies will save me EVERY time! take a long drive with the windows down... go to pick up an orange juice and peanut butter twix (comfort food)... give a bum your change... yell at that same bum 10 seconds later when he accidentally asks you AGAIN for change!!! drive some more... think about all the times you've punched somebody square in the chops... and, well... did it help for me??? NO.
maybe it will help for you...
ugh! just pain old ugh!
did i give up yet, you ask??? no *whimper*
but holy geez! c'mon guys! get your heads out of your wah-zoo! now, i'll get the same felling going into game three as i do every time i hear "meet us dahn at sing-sing n'at" ... where you KNOW the night is just going to flat-out suck (just, when it sucks at a sucky place like sing-sing or any other dueling piano bar for that matter, you have a sucky soundtrack to go along with it).
sucks! just sucks!
but, no, i HAVE to stand firm and support the pens through-and-through! besides, we could be in for a giant turn around and one of the best rides of our lives!
or... take it:
or better (worse) yet... TRUE torture:
shut up and sing pens!
or better (worse) yet... TRUE torture:
shut up and sing pens!take us out dan:
p.s.
not for nothing... but... bonnie tyler would have had my babies in the eighties!
1 comment:
how awful is sing sing?
so awful i don't even want to talk about it.
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