2 more long ass days to go...then I get to work all weekend! Weeeeeee!
edited to add something...
Definition of hell: having one line from a Neil Diamond song stuck in your head all day.
Having the whole song is bad enough, but just one line is pure torture.
edited to add something...
Definition of hell: having one line from a Neil Diamond song stuck in your head all day.
Having the whole song is bad enough, but just one line is pure torture.
Oooh, sorry about that Neil Diamond song
Oh, I love my rosie child
You got the way to make me happy
You and me, we go in style
Cracklin rose, youre a store bought woman
You make me sing like a guitar hummin
So hang on to me, girl
Our song keeps runnin on
Play it now
Play it now, my baby
Damn, why don't I sing that song at karaoke???
Scratch that...sing it at O'toole's