went to the redd forrests with sonny and jimmy

and then we rode the night train home. the week before, i had walked through a garland of kelly green flowers, and acting like a dick, i pulled out my johnson. by george, i pissed in a bush! if i had been cot, i could have been thrown in a barrack. the whole thing could have sparked a miele. stan getz why i pulled out my byrd, but donald ducked the issue, saying it was a mickey mouse topic that wasn't worthy of his attention. he then told me to stop acting like a goofy, daffy fool from pluto and to get with the program. i told him i didn't have the program, as i hadn't gone to the show. he said that was still no excuse for me to have an episode. well, we see the world in different ways. i want my life to imitate art; he would like to be a simple farmer. but, the thing is, i don't think i should have to taylor the tenor of my behavior just to zoot suit him. it's not worth a riot, for crying out loud. ah, if i only had a bigger rod, perhaps i could be king. as the line goes "can't we all just get a long penis?"

they tell me that tom jones is from whales, but he sure looks like a human being to me. by the way, when is a guy from wales gonna play for the miami dolphins? yeah, i know i'm fishing for puns, but if you had to write your own blog, you would sing a different tuna.

i like the erick lyle book. before him, the only lyle i knew was ron lyle, a heavyweight from the 70's who gave foreman and ali great fights, but lost both. pinko, if you want to see a great boxing match, check out foreman-lyle. but then again, why would you want to check out a boxing match?

there is an old soul tune called "my love is growing tall." is it just me, or does that sound like "my dick is getting hard?" perhaps they didn't think they could crack the charts with that title. well, at least rap has come along and given us a more honest approach to song titles.

since the producers of "the day james brown saved boston" had so much success, they have come out with a new movie. it's called "the day patti labelle ruined philadelphia."

hope does last, huh? i have found that it's the first thing that goes!

you know you're all done when you agree to do "dancing with the stars." toni braxton and brooke burke? come on! by the way, since dancing with the stars has done so well, i think it's time for some spin offs. how about "lindy hopping with the solar system, and "twisting with the planets?" and why just dancing with stars? how about "singing with the unknown," or "painting with the unrecognized?" yes, there is a lot we can come up with if we just care enough.

who knows, we may even end war and feed the hungry.

actually, i know.

we won't.