“Imperfection is a sign of humanity,” the cobbler said, as he resoled a shoe using inferior nails and terrible glue that suspiciously smelled like watermelon flavored Jolly Ranchers™.
Ruth Gold was having an epic shitty night. It was evident in the trail of absolute destruction she left behind her. Here’s the darnedest thing, she had no clue to what was setting her off. By the way, this is what crack cocaine does to the mind, which is why crack is whack, yo.
And now, for your listening entertainment, a mash up.
Mark “Harp” McIntyre played the harmonica like he masturbated. It was only good for him and nobody else.
It’s my birthday, and I’ll cry if I want to. And why wouldn’t I? I am now 56 years old. Feel free to donate to my blog somewhere over there —————->.
Sung Mo Koo
And now more Adele.