Another Lyrics Meme
In Which Your Humble Blogger can’t quite resist, even though the whole April Fools thing is, frankly, annoying and distasteful. Oh, damn, did I say the April Fool part out loud?
In Which Your Humble Blogger can’t quite resist, even though the whole April Fools thing is, frankly, annoying and distasteful. Oh, damn, did I say the April Fool part out loud?
In Which Your Humble Blogger is interested in a mostly uninteresting book about an interesting person and his sisters and his cousins and his aunts.
In Which Your Humble Blogger remembers my own evil ways, and my doings that [were] not good, and lothes myself in my own sight for my iniquities and for my abominations, but not in a bad way.
In Which Your Humble Blogger appears to have a Mental Age of ten, although with more stamina. Mental stamina. No, that doesn’t make any sense.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is unfair. Unfair to Emil, unfair to the boy with the bicycle horn, unfair to Pony the Hat, unfair even to the man in the bowler hat.
In Which Your Humble Blogger gets hold of the wrong end of the stick and beats around the bush with it.
In Which Your Humble Blogger points out what has been pointed out before, that women, children ‘n’ pro-hy-bitionists had best stay out of it. And by women of course I mean men.
In Which Your Humble Blogger does not make the easy but pointless connection to the primary campaign.
In Which Your Humble Blogger complains about the use of the word he can’t even spell.
In Which it’s been a while since Your Humble Blogger read this particular one.