· Apr 3, 2020 at 7:50 pm
I love it when you call me stuffed burrito.
I love it when you call me sweaty margarita.
I love it when you call me corn tortilla.
I love it when you call me cheesy quesadilla.
I love it when you call me spicy taquito.
I love it when you call me sweet saporito.
I love I when you call me dusty dorito.
· Mar 21, 2020 at 6:34 pm
In the now immortal words of Kenny Rogers…
Undermine their pompous authority, reject their moral standards, make anarchy and disorder your trademarks. Cause as much chaos and disruption as possible but don’t let them take you ALIVE.
· Jun 24, 2019 at 12:44 pm
After the hornsmen quit
blowing their brasses
And the wine quit
flowing in the glasses
The damned of the courtyard
After the squires quit
brushing their lasses
And the jesters quit
shaking their asses
The soul of the castle
There, I wrote another poem… ✍️
· May 13, 2019 at 8:23 pm
“There wasn’t any room for anyone else to be writing,” Waters told Rolling Stone in 1987. “There was no point in Gilmour, Mason or Wright trying to write lyrics. Because they’ll never be as good as mine. Gilmour’s lyrics are very third-rate. They always will be. And in comparison with what I do, I’m sure he’d agree.”
Sounds about right to me.
· Apr 18, 2019 at 12:47 pm
How the hell do you guys spell “high light” ??
The dictionary says it’s #1 below but all I see is “igh” over and over again. The horror.
2- high light
5- yellow marker
PS- those are your only options. Don’t make this more complicated that I’ve already made it.