Saturday, August 26, 2006

oNE fISH, bLUE sCROD*

Its 3.21 in the morning: scrod, cod, haddock, white fish, two fish, blue fish, albacore, silly bore, gimme more, for shore, over there, beware of the hare, over there, not here, there, don’t stare, not there, over there, not there, there. Its 3.27 in the morning: I don't care, so there, over there, not there, there...

1 comment:

John MacDonald said...

http://www.johnwmacdonald.com/blog/2006/08/music-to-feed-to-at-3am.html

you should really be listening to PFunk at 3:21am. It just feels right.

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