that the planet isn't going anywhere. we are! a thousand memories hath september. a thousand mammories hath dolly parton, but that's for another anita o'day. tonight will not swing, tonight is for serious. i see it now, though i am not yet in the september of my years. oh, i am the man in the looking glass. once upon a time, it was a very good year, but now, the end is near. oh, if there were only peace. this is all i ask, as i sing this september song.
hello, young lovers out there. i realize this is a far cry from what you were expecting, but this a journey outward bound to a land of discovery.
earth day? man, the earth can't even get a month, huh? in truth, it can't even get a minute away from our murderous culture of waste. my solution? let's all go back to tap water, bring our own bag to the market, and join the army.
i am babbling again. oh, earth, we have dirtied you. we are foul, worse than fowl, as ortiz hits a foul ball on one channel and nash gets called for a foul on the other. ah, the whole thing is offensive. if i just had three seconds away from it all, a short time out, but alas, the game must go on.
life, a game that we all seem to lose at.
the road to success..
don't raise your voice
don't express any opinion on any issue
major in management
accept any indignity. this is known as maturity.
listen to the same awful music and watch the same stupid shows as the others
say movie instead of film
be a racist but use the term african american
root for the best team
never blame the refs
waive the flag
think music began with the beatles
buy a house
buy a second house
hate child molesters more than you hate war
pay taxes
watch reality tv
to this man, i say this..
you are the enemy.
go fuck yourself.
and send me the tape.
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