Nothing new for trash like [me].
Except that I am now part time instead of split shifting, which fells like an amazing vacation. But the honeymoon can't last and I do need to be moving on.
Sometimes the old ways are the best ways, so here are some relevant song lyrics:
"Building The Perfect Asshole Parade -or- Scratching Off The Fleas" by the Falcon
You turned off your fucking TV
And you don't listen to the radio
Well, you're looking really great to me
Well, you're blasting like a megaphone.
You drink the right amounts of water
And eat the protein that you need, now
Sing in the name of your father
Scratching off all the fleas!
The smell in the air rolled over the city today
It's fire and it's thick and it ain't going away.
There's a billboard down the road, now
For a new kind of patriot
Well, it's got a lot of tits and ass
Well, it's poppin' like a cherry bomb.
We've unplugged our VCRs now
We only read magazines
We rarely talk to each other
It's just our conflict of the memes and genes.
We got it, got it going on
It's going, yeah, it's going
The next minute, it's gone.
The smell in the air rolled over the city today
It's fire and it's thick and it ain't going away.
There's something in the air today
Paint your worries up, they melt away.
Except that I am now part time instead of split shifting, which fells like an amazing vacation. But the honeymoon can't last and I do need to be moving on.
Sometimes the old ways are the best ways, so here are some relevant song lyrics:
"Building The Perfect Asshole Parade -or- Scratching Off The Fleas" by the Falcon
You turned off your fucking TV
And you don't listen to the radio
Well, you're looking really great to me
Well, you're blasting like a megaphone.
You drink the right amounts of water
And eat the protein that you need, now
Sing in the name of your father
Scratching off all the fleas!
The smell in the air rolled over the city today
It's fire and it's thick and it ain't going away.
There's a billboard down the road, now
For a new kind of patriot
Well, it's got a lot of tits and ass
Well, it's poppin' like a cherry bomb.
We've unplugged our VCRs now
We only read magazines
We rarely talk to each other
It's just our conflict of the memes and genes.
We got it, got it going on
It's going, yeah, it's going
The next minute, it's gone.
The smell in the air rolled over the city today
It's fire and it's thick and it ain't going away.
There's something in the air today
Paint your worries up, they melt away.