It's driving me crazy.
It's a mad house and the Elvis impersonator has just entered the garage.
Not like I should really care, but somebody's gotta draw that line. If nobody does, anarchy will take-over and before you know it bicycle bells will be swimming up the channel.
I would tell you all not to worry, but it's way too late for that my friends. It might not be the end which is nigh, but it's just a T short of a supper and we know who's got the slippers on!
If it was up to me I'd stop it. But it isn't and I can't. I tried using my super-powers, but I don't have any, so it failed miserably.
Maybe, just maybe, it will all blow over like a summer breeze in Copenhagen, but I doubt it.
I don't want to sound like a doomsday prophet or anything, but I'd start digging and saving cans. Hell, I'd even start saving rat droppings and dumplings. Even the odd haggis may be of help.
Don't go hiding in barns though, they're frail and the spiders will nibble your lover's ears.
I did get a new bike today, it cost me a lot of money and everything is a distinctly non-distinct colour. The saddle moves.
But then again, the cow in the field opposite the school doesn't seem to mind the haze of pinkness which is creeping up from the basketball field closet.
Don't panic!
Get your white towels and forget to hit the floor on your way out.
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It's driving me crazy.
It's a mad house and the Elvis impersonator has just entered the garage.
Not like I should really care, but somebody's gotta draw that line. If nobody does, anarchy will take-over and before you know it bicycle bells will be swimming up the channel.
I would tell you all not to worry, but it's way too late for that my fr ...[text shortened]... ld closet.
Don't panic!
Get your white towels and forget to hit the floor on your way out.