Voice on the radio thats an embodiment of Cheer...Such a beautiful day...a pleasant 'n wonderful morning - dont you just love these moments...Makes u wanna take your bum out 'n salute the sun...Imagine people doing that as a ritual with "Shine on you crazy diamond(s)" playing at the background...Nothing is more cheeful than a bum...
The BUM - created from a moment of cheerful indulgence by whosoever had the job of creation...
Picture this - a time and place, long ago, they decide to get creative and are at work on a prototype(pardon the word - inevitable residue from work) anyways...so we have someone who's been working all day and then he just looks up - a blank stare morphs into a hynotic grin and you have this black 'n white vortex where his eyes were a moment ago...the ones u see 'fore a flashback in movies...the grin widens...then "rrrrrrrrrripppp"... a sound never heard before!
The "someone" snaps back, looks around...clueless...and then slowly turns his head down...down... and voila - the BUM is born. There it lay so perfect on the protoype and then...
and then a lot happened and thats not the point here. The point here is.........
Present day:
You can imagine a body without legs, arms, fingers, ears,nose,eyes, eyebrows, face...but the BUM...imagine one without the BUM... it adds so much character...not without one's BUM...never!
But the BUM's survival is at stake...its vulgar impersonator...a doppelganger...that stands for everything vile - the arsE - is bringing on the destruction of the BUM and cheer from our lives...
So its about time we join the "BUM-aides" to restore the BUM to its rightful place
Let the BUM be with you ! (the star wars theme in tow).
A post without profanity...hmmm...thats somethin' to bum 'bout
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Mid monsoon day's b(dr)eam
The morning sun clone
Glistens in a toilet bowl
Colonel Bill Kilgore loves the smell of morning napalm 'n burning gooks set to the tune of "Ride of the Valkyries"...
Rain is cold napalm and who's the Colonel...your guess is as good as mine
Ayo technology...Ayo technology...man raps 'bout how he got rich, tatooed 'n laid...man raps 'bout how he got rich,tatooed 'n shot...over 'n over again...add a dash of "color" with Justin T'lake bobbin all over 'n Timbaland tweakin his brand of shit...'n there u go...AYO
I'm not complainin'
Fish in water...dead fish in stomach..."dead as shit" fish in water...fukkin' "Circle of life" - now thats a metaphor to consider
Save all the shit for a Monday...yeah that's what...sweep it under a carpet...let it raise a stink...
Monday smelly Monday - Bono 'n gang whining in a loo - the Rattle 'n Bum tour coming soon to a toilet near you !!
Guess why a comode looks like a throne??
...Videotapee....my videotapeee...
Comical excesses pile on me ...
Lyrical excesses ripple in me...
but everything is sane on a videotape...
If i make sense then two's company
If i don't then its one's sanity
my Videota....................................................................................................................................................
Glistens in a toilet bowl
Colonel Bill Kilgore loves the smell of morning napalm 'n burning gooks set to the tune of "Ride of the Valkyries"...
Rain is cold napalm and who's the Colonel...your guess is as good as mine
Ayo technology...Ayo technology...man raps 'bout how he got rich, tatooed 'n laid...man raps 'bout how he got rich,tatooed 'n shot...over 'n over again...add a dash of "color" with Justin T'lake bobbin all over 'n Timbaland tweakin his brand of shit...'n there u go...AYO
I'm not complainin'
Fish in water...dead fish in stomach..."dead as shit" fish in water...fukkin' "Circle of life" - now thats a metaphor to consider
Save all the shit for a Monday...yeah that's what...sweep it under a carpet...let it raise a stink...
Monday smelly Monday - Bono 'n gang whining in a loo - the Rattle 'n Bum tour coming soon to a toilet near you !!
Guess why a comode looks like a throne??
...Videotapee....my videotapeee...
Comical excesses pile on me ...
Lyrical excesses ripple in me...
but everything is sane on a videotape...
If i make sense then two's company
If i don't then its one's sanity
my Videota....................................................................................................................................................
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