Turbulent Innuendo
Friday, June 30, 2006
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
QUICKIE (EW)
Allow me to briefly run down what's happened since last post.
- Lake house with Erin, Matt, Byrdie, and Lauren. Mucho fun. Jetskis are cool. Disney Charades is fucking hilarious. Lauren has a hell of a lot of DVDs. Lake water makes my hair go funny. Quote of the trip was when Matt, evidently not thinking, asked LAUREN for her phone so that he could, "call his girlfriend, so she wouldn't worry while he was gone."
- Goodbye bowling gathering for Martin with Lucy, Rosalie, Nick & Mauro. I quickly realize that we all suck at bowling. Then Martin's mom comes in and annihilates us. Sadness. Then Dom joins us after we hit the mall and cruise about for like another hour and half.
- Went to see Cars with Nick and Mauro at Briar Creek Movies. Very cool. Larry the Cable Guy actually said, "Get 'er done!" in the film, which almost killed it for me. Lots of innuendo. Can cars make out? More philosophical questions later.
- Went to Frankie's with Andrew, Yanneka, Emmie, Dom, Dante, Molly, Dustin, and Nick. Very cool. Go karts go fast. House of the Dead 4 continues to f'ing rock. Afterwards Dom hung out at my house for a while. Andrew destroyed my computer. Had to reboot and redo everything. Went to Barnes & Nobles, and went on a shopping spree. Bought Superman: Red Son, (What if Superman were communist? Now we know!) The Da Vinci Code, (I can finally catch up with the rest of the world and read the damn thing) and Homicidal Psycho Jungle Cat (More Calvin & Hobbes = always better.)
- Went to the Cat's Cradle with Lucy, Rosalie, and Kay (K? Cay? Kyaaaaa? Multicoloured-haired black chick) to see The Futureheads and French Kicks. Multiple orgasms ensued.
And now, things to be done!
- Now that I have realized the full awesomeness of the Cat's Cradle, I need to go and see Camera Obscura, Danielson, Deerhoof, and The Clientele when they all come.
- Get Lisa's clarinet back to her, dammit.
- Hit up the movies to see Over The Hedge (hearing way too many good things about it) and Superman Returns (pomg yes plz.)
- Plot trip to someplace.
G'day!
~meh!~
Allow me to briefly run down what's happened since last post.
- Lake house with Erin, Matt, Byrdie, and Lauren. Mucho fun. Jetskis are cool. Disney Charades is fucking hilarious. Lauren has a hell of a lot of DVDs. Lake water makes my hair go funny. Quote of the trip was when Matt, evidently not thinking, asked LAUREN for her phone so that he could, "call his girlfriend, so she wouldn't worry while he was gone."
- Goodbye bowling gathering for Martin with Lucy, Rosalie, Nick & Mauro. I quickly realize that we all suck at bowling. Then Martin's mom comes in and annihilates us. Sadness. Then Dom joins us after we hit the mall and cruise about for like another hour and half.
- Went to see Cars with Nick and Mauro at Briar Creek Movies. Very cool. Larry the Cable Guy actually said, "Get 'er done!" in the film, which almost killed it for me. Lots of innuendo. Can cars make out? More philosophical questions later.
- Went to Frankie's with Andrew, Yanneka, Emmie, Dom, Dante, Molly, Dustin, and Nick. Very cool. Go karts go fast. House of the Dead 4 continues to f'ing rock. Afterwards Dom hung out at my house for a while. Andrew destroyed my computer. Had to reboot and redo everything. Went to Barnes & Nobles, and went on a shopping spree. Bought Superman: Red Son, (What if Superman were communist? Now we know!) The Da Vinci Code, (I can finally catch up with the rest of the world and read the damn thing) and Homicidal Psycho Jungle Cat (More Calvin & Hobbes = always better.)
- Went to the Cat's Cradle with Lucy, Rosalie, and Kay (K? Cay? Kyaaaaa? Multicoloured-haired black chick) to see The Futureheads and French Kicks. Multiple orgasms ensued.
And now, things to be done!
- Now that I have realized the full awesomeness of the Cat's Cradle, I need to go and see Camera Obscura, Danielson, Deerhoof, and The Clientele when they all come.
- Get Lisa's clarinet back to her, dammit.
- Hit up the movies to see Over The Hedge (hearing way too many good things about it) and Superman Returns (pomg yes plz.)
- Plot trip to someplace.
G'day!
~meh!~
Friday, June 23, 2006
SONG OF NOW
Do You Realize?
That you have the most beautiful face.
Do You Realize?
We're floating in space.
Do You Realize?
That happiness makes you cry.
Do You Realize?
That everyone you know someday will die.
And instead of saying all of your goodbyes, let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn't go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round
Do You Realize?
Oh, oh, oh
Do You Realize?
That everyone you know someday will die.
And instead of saying all of your goodbyes, let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn't go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round
Do You Realize?
That you have the most beautiful face.
Do You Realize?
~ Do You Realize? by The Flaming Lips
Okay, maybe an actual post, like, this weekend.
~meh!~
Do You Realize?
That you have the most beautiful face.
Do You Realize?
We're floating in space.
Do You Realize?
That happiness makes you cry.
Do You Realize?
That everyone you know someday will die.
And instead of saying all of your goodbyes, let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn't go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round
Do You Realize?
Oh, oh, oh
Do You Realize?
That everyone you know someday will die.
And instead of saying all of your goodbyes, let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn't go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round
Do You Realize?
That you have the most beautiful face.
Do You Realize?
~ Do You Realize? by The Flaming Lips
Okay, maybe an actual post, like, this weekend.
~meh!~
Friday, June 16, 2006
SONG OF NOW
"This is a song about innocence lost"
Oh girl, I don't know all the reasons why
I found the answer looking in your eye
I go out walking all day long
Take away this lonely man, soon he will be gone
Cause I'll tell you everything about living free
Yes, I can see you girl
Can you see me?
You don't need to know what I do all day
It's as much as I know
Watch it waste away
Cause I'll tell you everything about living free
Yes, I can see you girl
Can you see me?
Go and see the sorcerer, look into the ball
You may find the answer written on the wall
Look at what's inside her
Can you see the answer?
Put her on a mansion on top of a hill
Please don't make her do the things against her will
I found something special
I don't know why
Looking into her pretty little eye
Cause I'll tell you everything about being free
~ Vagabond by Wolfmother
Blog about lake house... later.
~meh!~
"This is a song about innocence lost"
Oh girl, I don't know all the reasons why
I found the answer looking in your eye
I go out walking all day long
Take away this lonely man, soon he will be gone
Cause I'll tell you everything about living free
Yes, I can see you girl
Can you see me?
You don't need to know what I do all day
It's as much as I know
Watch it waste away
Cause I'll tell you everything about living free
Yes, I can see you girl
Can you see me?
Go and see the sorcerer, look into the ball
You may find the answer written on the wall
Look at what's inside her
Can you see the answer?
Put her on a mansion on top of a hill
Please don't make her do the things against her will
I found something special
I don't know why
Looking into her pretty little eye
Cause I'll tell you everything about being free
~ Vagabond by Wolfmother
Blog about lake house... later.
~meh!~
Sunday, June 11, 2006
WOW.
So, I didn't want to cover up my graduation post, but this requires telling. Go read the grad post if you havent, it's somewhere down there.
But.
Whoaaaaaa.
I just woke up from the trippiest dream EVER.
Stop me if you've heard this before.
So, a guy is in hell. A semi-normal looking guy, your typical emo-looking guy with scraggly-ass hair, sideburns, typical rediculously tight clothing, (possibly from Threadless) hightops, tall and lanky and not too athletic looking. Why he's in hell, what he did, I couldn't tell you. He is in a typical videogame environment, like Doom or something, with rediculous stockpiles of weapons such as fission cannons and nail guns and a crowbar (of course.)
So, he's trying to escape from hell, and he has to fight through hordes of demons, of course. Flying pig demons, demons that are only a pair of legs, demons that are decapitated fetuses with blades for arms, you get the gist. And he's blowing hell through all of them with near ease, even though I imagine that he had never fired any weapon before in his life.
He only has trouble, however, when he meets up with an elite squad of demons that periodically shows up, one at a time, to try and kill him. What's special about these demons, other than their rediculous skill, is that they all look like his dead fiancee. Imagine, like, Sarah Michelle Geller, only dead and with fire coming from her ears. All of the elite demons are obviously dead, and they sort of walk with a zombieish limp, dragging their limbs behind them, though their face and eyes are completely functional, with a look of complete anguish and terror. Throughout the dude's battle with each of them, they continuously scream over and over again that they're sorry and that they're not trying to do this. However, they fluctuate between that and suddenly raising their voices to near painful levels, bellowing that they can never forgive him and that he will die over and over again in hell by their hands. Also, each of the fiancee demon things have a specific melee weapon that they use to attempt to kill him, which is also their names (Blade, Lance, Mace, yadda yadda) and the weapon is also the only way that the dude can kill them.
Yeah. Creeped out yet? Good, I'm not done yet.
So, skip foward a bit, because I start forgetting after he kills the demon named 'Bat' but the guy is seemingly out of hell and is now bursting inside the house of his grandparents. Also, his little sister is there, for some reason. He runs up to his grandfather, blurts out his entire story about his trip through hell, and
begs for his grandfather to forgive him. His grandfather stares at him for a moment, and heads for the phone. He dials a number, which I'm assuming was the looney bin, and the dude goes nuts, trying to get to the phone while his grandmother and sister hold him back. As soon as his grandfather says, 'Hello?' the entire house explodes into an inferno of flames, the ground beneath it opens up, and they are hurled into the eternal maw of hell once again.
And then I woke up.
And thought, "Holy fucking shit."
~meh!~
So, I didn't want to cover up my graduation post, but this requires telling. Go read the grad post if you havent, it's somewhere down there.
But.
Whoaaaaaa.
I just woke up from the trippiest dream EVER.
Stop me if you've heard this before.
So, a guy is in hell. A semi-normal looking guy, your typical emo-looking guy with scraggly-ass hair, sideburns, typical rediculously tight clothing, (possibly from Threadless) hightops, tall and lanky and not too athletic looking. Why he's in hell, what he did, I couldn't tell you. He is in a typical videogame environment, like Doom or something, with rediculous stockpiles of weapons such as fission cannons and nail guns and a crowbar (of course.)
So, he's trying to escape from hell, and he has to fight through hordes of demons, of course. Flying pig demons, demons that are only a pair of legs, demons that are decapitated fetuses with blades for arms, you get the gist. And he's blowing hell through all of them with near ease, even though I imagine that he had never fired any weapon before in his life.
He only has trouble, however, when he meets up with an elite squad of demons that periodically shows up, one at a time, to try and kill him. What's special about these demons, other than their rediculous skill, is that they all look like his dead fiancee. Imagine, like, Sarah Michelle Geller, only dead and with fire coming from her ears. All of the elite demons are obviously dead, and they sort of walk with a zombieish limp, dragging their limbs behind them, though their face and eyes are completely functional, with a look of complete anguish and terror. Throughout the dude's battle with each of them, they continuously scream over and over again that they're sorry and that they're not trying to do this. However, they fluctuate between that and suddenly raising their voices to near painful levels, bellowing that they can never forgive him and that he will die over and over again in hell by their hands. Also, each of the fiancee demon things have a specific melee weapon that they use to attempt to kill him, which is also their names (Blade, Lance, Mace, yadda yadda) and the weapon is also the only way that the dude can kill them.
Yeah. Creeped out yet? Good, I'm not done yet.
So, skip foward a bit, because I start forgetting after he kills the demon named 'Bat' but the guy is seemingly out of hell and is now bursting inside the house of his grandparents. Also, his little sister is there, for some reason. He runs up to his grandfather, blurts out his entire story about his trip through hell, and
begs for his grandfather to forgive him. His grandfather stares at him for a moment, and heads for the phone. He dials a number, which I'm assuming was the looney bin, and the dude goes nuts, trying to get to the phone while his grandmother and sister hold him back. As soon as his grandfather says, 'Hello?' the entire house explodes into an inferno of flames, the ground beneath it opens up, and they are hurled into the eternal maw of hell once again.
And then I woke up.
And thought, "Holy fucking shit."
~meh!~
Saturday, June 10, 2006
TWO ROADS DIVERGED IN A WOOD, AND I TOOK THE ONE LESS TRAVELED BY
And that has made all the difference.
Okay. Blog post right here. Time to run down... everything?
Let's start with exams.
So, I had to take Spanish (first,) English (fifth,) and AFM (sixth.) I am confident that I didn't fuck them up, at least not completely. Good? Yes.
Graduation practice was a waste.
I turned in all of the financial crap that I owed. S'all good.
Umm... concert. pomg.
So, lesse, after grad rehersal and lunch at the Fox & The Hound (awesome bar/pub place, by the by, hella lotta teevees,) I had to scramble back home, throw on non-disgusting-sweaty clothes, shower, brush, blahblahblah. Went to pick up Rosalie. Started towards Martin's house. Realized that Rosalie forgot the damn tickets. Went back to Rosalie's. Got tickets. Went to pick up Martin and his mum (who is bloody awesome, even though she doesn't speak a drop of English...) went to go pick up Lucy and print out me ticket, went to concert, grabbed food, listened to the excellent TV On the Radio, kinda zoned out at Bauhaus, rocked out when NIN went up, almost got into the middle of a mosh/riot, got groped by a sky-high dude, played a game of Balance The Drunk Dude, left, dropped everyone off, went home, collapsed in bed.
Fun!
Then, graduation.
So yeah, we went to graduation, got there hella early, chilled while waiting to get in line, chilled in line while walking up, chilled during the assembly, basically just chilled.
I was kinda aware that I was there, and that I was graduating and high school was OVER, but the feeling, the passionate emotion of sheer graduation hadn't set in yet.
Got diploma, took like 400 trillion pictures with mah fambly, went home.
Changed into other, less dorky clothes.
Went to IHOP with my sis. Ate the breakfast of the gods. IHOP Stuffed French Toast is surely an orgy of flavour in your mouth. Very delicious, very good, very fun.
The feeling still hadn't come.
Came home, got like around $400 from various family members, got harrassed to go to Marc's party after falling asleep for like an hour (I'm still tired as hell... lemme sleep) went to Marc's house, hung for a while, tried to drive Dom's car, failed miserably.
Dom and I decided to follow Mauro, Nick, and Veronika to Starbucks. Went. Mocked Veronika's driving skills (lack thereof?) on the way there. Also blared System of A Down at earspliitting levels while Dom and I screeched the lyrics at innocent passerbys.
I got a sort of tingle at this, but nothing more.
Got there, drank coffee, Nick showed me an... interesting graphic novel describing Abraham Lincoln's assassination, perfectly historically correct (or so it said.) Chugged coffee, drove back, chilled for like two minutes, went to Matt's house. Ate gigantic cookie, watched the Canes (who I think are still losing) and read The Alphabet of Manliness (which is God's masterpiece, I am not even kidding.) Had to go home.
So Dom and Veronika and I went back into Marc's car and started back home.
And that's when it finally clicked.
First of all, Marc's Mini Cooper and the musical selection inside of it is perfect. How he makes mix CD's so awesome, we may never know.
Second off, it was kinda that late night feeling when you're thinking, "Oh yeah, time to start some shit up." only it was magnified by, maybe, tenfold because of the whole 'graduashunnnnn' feeling.
Thirdly, there is nothing, NOTHING more exciting and perfect and heartwrenching and sublime and just good-ol-teenage fun than screaming through Cary with Goldfinger and Santana blaring, and three newly graduated students yelling lyrics at the top of their voices, with a slightly confused IB junior in the back as well.
Okay. So yeah, today was perfect.
This year was perfect.
You guys are perfect.
EVERYTHING is perfect.
I bow humbly to you seniors reading this, and I thank you for being so completely and utterly sicksweetawesome for the past four years.
Time to open the doors to the future.
...
Okay enough being serious.
FUCK YES.
FUCK FUCKING FUCK YES.
TO THE FUCK YES POWER.
SOLVE FOR FUCK.
YES.
Have a nice life!
~meh!~
EDIT: So yeah, with all of that money, I'm contemplating buying THIS.
And that has made all the difference.
Okay. Blog post right here. Time to run down... everything?
Let's start with exams.
So, I had to take Spanish (first,) English (fifth,) and AFM (sixth.) I am confident that I didn't fuck them up, at least not completely. Good? Yes.
Graduation practice was a waste.
I turned in all of the financial crap that I owed. S'all good.
Umm... concert. pomg.
So, lesse, after grad rehersal and lunch at the Fox & The Hound (awesome bar/pub place, by the by, hella lotta teevees,) I had to scramble back home, throw on non-disgusting-sweaty clothes, shower, brush, blahblahblah. Went to pick up Rosalie. Started towards Martin's house. Realized that Rosalie forgot the damn tickets. Went back to Rosalie's. Got tickets. Went to pick up Martin and his mum (who is bloody awesome, even though she doesn't speak a drop of English...) went to go pick up Lucy and print out me ticket, went to concert, grabbed food, listened to the excellent TV On the Radio, kinda zoned out at Bauhaus, rocked out when NIN went up, almost got into the middle of a mosh/riot, got groped by a sky-high dude, played a game of Balance The Drunk Dude, left, dropped everyone off, went home, collapsed in bed.
Fun!
Then, graduation.
So yeah, we went to graduation, got there hella early, chilled while waiting to get in line, chilled in line while walking up, chilled during the assembly, basically just chilled.
I was kinda aware that I was there, and that I was graduating and high school was OVER, but the feeling, the passionate emotion of sheer graduation hadn't set in yet.
Got diploma, took like 400 trillion pictures with mah fambly, went home.
Changed into other, less dorky clothes.
Went to IHOP with my sis. Ate the breakfast of the gods. IHOP Stuffed French Toast is surely an orgy of flavour in your mouth. Very delicious, very good, very fun.
The feeling still hadn't come.
Came home, got like around $400 from various family members, got harrassed to go to Marc's party after falling asleep for like an hour (I'm still tired as hell... lemme sleep) went to Marc's house, hung for a while, tried to drive Dom's car, failed miserably.
Dom and I decided to follow Mauro, Nick, and Veronika to Starbucks. Went. Mocked Veronika's driving skills (lack thereof?) on the way there. Also blared System of A Down at earspliitting levels while Dom and I screeched the lyrics at innocent passerbys.
I got a sort of tingle at this, but nothing more.
Got there, drank coffee, Nick showed me an... interesting graphic novel describing Abraham Lincoln's assassination, perfectly historically correct (or so it said.) Chugged coffee, drove back, chilled for like two minutes, went to Matt's house. Ate gigantic cookie, watched the Canes (who I think are still losing) and read The Alphabet of Manliness (which is God's masterpiece, I am not even kidding.) Had to go home.
So Dom and Veronika and I went back into Marc's car and started back home.
And that's when it finally clicked.
First of all, Marc's Mini Cooper and the musical selection inside of it is perfect. How he makes mix CD's so awesome, we may never know.
Second off, it was kinda that late night feeling when you're thinking, "Oh yeah, time to start some shit up." only it was magnified by, maybe, tenfold because of the whole 'graduashunnnnn' feeling.
Thirdly, there is nothing, NOTHING more exciting and perfect and heartwrenching and sublime and just good-ol-teenage fun than screaming through Cary with Goldfinger and Santana blaring, and three newly graduated students yelling lyrics at the top of their voices, with a slightly confused IB junior in the back as well.
Okay. So yeah, today was perfect.
This year was perfect.
You guys are perfect.
EVERYTHING is perfect.
I bow humbly to you seniors reading this, and I thank you for being so completely and utterly sicksweetawesome for the past four years.
Time to open the doors to the future.
...
Okay enough being serious.
FUCK YES.
FUCK FUCKING FUCK YES.
TO THE FUCK YES POWER.
SOLVE FOR FUCK.
YES.
Have a nice life!
~meh!~
EDIT: So yeah, with all of that money, I'm contemplating buying THIS.
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
A SUITABLE SONG OF NOW
Ah When the world ends
Collect your things, you’re comin with me
When the world ends
You, tuckle up yourself with me
Watch it as the stars disappear to nothing
The day the world is over oohh
We’ll be lyin in bed...
I’ma rock you like a baby when the cities fall
We will rise as the buildings crumble
Float there and watch it all
Amidst the burnin, we’ll be churnin
You know love will be our wings
The passion rises up from the ashes
When the world ends
When the world ends
You’re gonna come with me
We’re gonna be crazy like a river bends
We’re gonna float through the crisscross of the mountains
Watch them fade to nothing
When the world ends
You know...that’s what’s happening now
I’m gon' be there with you somehow, oh..oh
I'ma tie you up like a baby in a carriage car
Your legs don’t work cause you want me so
You just lie spread to the wall
The love you got is surely
All the love that I would ever need
I’ma take you by my side and love you tall
‘Til the world ends
Oh
But don't you worry bout a thing
No
Cause I got you here with me
Mmmm don't you worry bout aaa....
Just you and me floatin’ through the empty, empty
Just you and me
Oh, graces
Oh, grace
Ah, when the world ends
We’ll be burnin’ one
When the world ends
We’ll be sweet makin’ love
Oh you know when the world ends
I’m gonna take you aside and say
Lets watch it fade away, fade away
When the worlds done, ours just begun
Its done, ours just begin
We’re gon' dive into the emptiness
We'll be swimmin
I’m gon' walk you through the pathless roads
I’m gon' take you to the top of the mountain that’s no longer there
I’m gonna take you to bed and love you, I swear
Like the end is near
I’m gon' take you up to...
I’m gon' take it down on you
I’m gon' hold you like an angel .. angel
I’m gon' love you
When the world ends
I’m gon' hold you
When the world is over, we’ll just be begin...
~ When The World Ends by Dave Matthews Band
Ah When the world ends
Collect your things, you’re comin with me
When the world ends
You, tuckle up yourself with me
Watch it as the stars disappear to nothing
The day the world is over oohh
We’ll be lyin in bed...
I’ma rock you like a baby when the cities fall
We will rise as the buildings crumble
Float there and watch it all
Amidst the burnin, we’ll be churnin
You know love will be our wings
The passion rises up from the ashes
When the world ends
When the world ends
You’re gonna come with me
We’re gonna be crazy like a river bends
We’re gonna float through the crisscross of the mountains
Watch them fade to nothing
When the world ends
You know...that’s what’s happening now
I’m gon' be there with you somehow, oh..oh
I'ma tie you up like a baby in a carriage car
Your legs don’t work cause you want me so
You just lie spread to the wall
The love you got is surely
All the love that I would ever need
I’ma take you by my side and love you tall
‘Til the world ends
Oh
But don't you worry bout a thing
No
Cause I got you here with me
Mmmm don't you worry bout aaa....
Just you and me floatin’ through the empty, empty
Just you and me
Oh, graces
Oh, grace
Ah, when the world ends
We’ll be burnin’ one
When the world ends
We’ll be sweet makin’ love
Oh you know when the world ends
I’m gonna take you aside and say
Lets watch it fade away, fade away
When the worlds done, ours just begun
Its done, ours just begin
We’re gon' dive into the emptiness
We'll be swimmin
I’m gon' walk you through the pathless roads
I’m gon' take you to the top of the mountain that’s no longer there
I’m gonna take you to bed and love you, I swear
Like the end is near
I’m gon' take you up to...
I’m gon' take it down on you
I’m gon' hold you like an angel .. angel
I’m gon' love you
When the world ends
I’m gon' hold you
When the world is over, we’ll just be begin...
~ When The World Ends by Dave Matthews Band
Monday, June 05, 2006
Sunday, June 04, 2006
Saturday, June 03, 2006
HYPNOTIC
Expect a big 'ol blog post day before graduation and day of graduation prolly.
Until then, there will be retarded pictures such as this one!
~meh!~
~'06!~
Expect a big 'ol blog post day before graduation and day of graduation prolly.
Until then, there will be retarded pictures such as this one!
~meh!~
~'06!~
Thursday, June 01, 2006
SONG OF NOW
well I'm finding it harder
to be a gentleman every day
all the manners that I've been taught
have slowly died away
but if I held the door open for you
It would make your day
you think that I care
about me and only me
when every single girl needs help
climbing up a tree
well I know it don't take much
to satisfy me
maybe it's whatever's in my mind
that's distracting me
but if i could find emotion
to stimulate devotion
well then you'd see
well I'm finding it hard to say
that I need you twenty times a day
I feel comfortable so baby why
don't you feel the same?
have a doctor come and visit us
and tell us which one is sane
well I never said I wouldn't
throw my jacket in the mud for you
but my father gave it to me so
maybe I should carry you
then you said
"You almost dropped me"
so then I did
and I got mud on my shoes
I'm Finding It Harder To Be A Gentleman by The White Stripes
~meh!~
~'06!~
well I'm finding it harder
to be a gentleman every day
all the manners that I've been taught
have slowly died away
but if I held the door open for you
It would make your day
you think that I care
about me and only me
when every single girl needs help
climbing up a tree
well I know it don't take much
to satisfy me
maybe it's whatever's in my mind
that's distracting me
but if i could find emotion
to stimulate devotion
well then you'd see
well I'm finding it hard to say
that I need you twenty times a day
I feel comfortable so baby why
don't you feel the same?
have a doctor come and visit us
and tell us which one is sane
well I never said I wouldn't
throw my jacket in the mud for you
but my father gave it to me so
maybe I should carry you
then you said
"You almost dropped me"
so then I did
and I got mud on my shoes
I'm Finding It Harder To Be A Gentleman by The White Stripes
~meh!~
~'06!~
