Sunday, January 24, 2010

No handlebars

"I can ride my bike with no handlebars
no handlebars
no handlebars"
said Flobots.

No handlebars.
Doesn't it become a sort of unicycle then?.
Except with two wheels.
Which shouldn't be too hard.
I guess.
Yesterday, I wanted to make a CD.
I'm getting bored of the CDs in my car.
Except The Killers' Sam's Town.
But I'm thinking that it can't be healthy.
Like pork rinds.
Or lard.
I might start mumbling lyrics randomly.
Then people will think I'm crazy.
I'll try to convince them otherwise.
But it won't work.
And I'll be sent to a sanitarium.
To rot.
And mumble.
Alas, I failed at making this CD.
I failed hugely.
Monstrous-ly
Gigantic-ly
Ginormeous-ly
The songs didn't burn.
So I got burned.
I had to listen to Ice Cube.
Which left me hoping.
Hoping to have a good day.
Just like him.
Execept without the AKs and drunkenness.
I'm not gangsta.
I'll try that CD again today.
I hope it works.

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