soapboxdiner

Nonsense and avoidance

My past three weeks, summed up in one tidy little sentence fragment:

And this one time, at band camp...

tehehehe. Oh, the stories I could tell.

p.s. Today I get a pressie, today I get a pressie. And I'm not gonna tell you.

p.s.s. Is it sick and wrong for 22 year old peoples to be unable to sing the Love Boat song and other such nonsense? Should they not made conscious efforts to learn the 80s culture? I mean, what good is there in life if you cannot belt out things like "Da Plane, boss; da plane!!" and "At the car wash, yeah! Work, and work."

Or at the VERY LEAST for pity's sake It's raining men! Hallelujah it's raining men - AMEN!

Heathens. Uncultured swine. Something must be done about this trajedy beset upon the young, people.

And that's all there is to say about that.

7:04 am - 08.12.03
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