I think I'm gonna be a Karaoke girl. Ya know...those ladies in the karaoke videos? Except I won't act sexy. I will re-enact the song.
Better yet, I think I'd be a good pilot. Nah, but then I'd never wanna come down. Because I think we've all seen me when I come down. OY.
I GOT IT. Artist. Flamenco guitarist. Yeahhhhhh...
Noooooo. I always forget that I suck.
Alright, last try...I want to invent...BOTTLES. Yeah, don't you ever get bored with the shapes of bottles..sometimes they're outrageous like Fiji water, but then I'm kinda bored with the Arrowhead/Kirkland/yourmom bottle shapes. I need more excitement in my life. Ya dig?
Digger? Professional, hole-digger. I don't have enough arm strength, and think of the biceps I'll get from that....EW. haha...I have a thing against bulky arm muscles on women. I mean, maybe I'm not the right person to hear this from, but fuck, that's not cute sometimes. I'm an asshole, yea yeah.
Alright alright. Nevermind. I guess I'll be cool and stay in school. And no, not the School of Hardknocks (haha, good one). Regular school, ya silly goose.
Speaking of Goose. Ya know...now as much as any time ever, I really think that all of my favorite bonds are made with alcohol. Of course, it's a liquid. And...the characteristics of liquid? I don't know, fucks you up? haha...
Time to nap for a few. I got an appointment for some yak-resistance tonight.
Righty-o.
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