i've become comfortable with the idea that some things in this universe will puzzle me until the day i make my grand departure, up to and including my roommate's decision to play some shitty Creed song at 7:00 this morning at what any normal person would consider an 'unreasonable' volume.
yea, because i love to wake up to scott staph's mealy, mouthful-o-tube-socks voice singing about, "oh jesus, jesus, i want you inside of me."
somebody please kill me.
actually, somebody please kill scott staph.
2.15.2006
SOMEBODY GON' DIE TODAY
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Your roommate was listening to it at a lower volume until Scott said, "Caaan yooouu tuuuurrrnnnn me higgghhhheeeerr??!!??"
You should see if there's a pattern: start humming Jars of Clay tunes and see if he chimes in. I guess the problem with that experiment is that you'd have to first know a Jars of Clay song
yea, i think that particular experiment usually ends with 'suicide pact'... but it's been awhile since i've been in a christian rock band, so the rules may have changed.
how about josh groban? just the thought of your humming 'You lift Me Up' (or whatever the name of that song is) makes my day.
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