Do you know where the river may lead on the other, other side?
Everyone is always telling me to act my age,
but I ain't no sage,
cuz life's the rage
and I'm writing a new page
so take my hand
while we explore a new land
where we may
burn rubber in Pompeii
or fry ice in L.A.,
make tuna cookies on an Alaskan submarine,
or dress up really pretty for a Jamaican country Queen.
I don't give a Damn.
Just hold my Hand.
Let's fly off this shithole,
Into a brand new
NEVERLAND
_HANG ON SLOOPY_ _I DON'T CARE WHAT YOUR DADDY DO_ _CUZ YOU KNOW SLOOPY GIRL I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU_ I wail, as I sashay, and clean your perfect cinder block home, Mrs. Brisby, starting at one end, and polishing this sucker with loving...
I heard last week that Twinkies are back. So, I was like, "Dig it!" Cakey little outside, with the nice whipped creamy inside, and the three holes on the bottom, with the hole on either left or right side. Sounds kind of sexual to me. Rinky Twinky...
"Well, children, now you've all gone, and done it," sighed Mrs. Jonathan Brisby, as Auntie Shrew left, in a justifiable tizzy. "Auntie Shrew is our friend." "Auntie Shrew is a ---", began Martin, thirteen years old, and full of pompous anger, and...