Bebo

Mairead Conway <MolleeDollee>

"Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit. Wisdom is knowing you dont put it in a fruit salad!"

	Dylan Moran	422 días hace
	i was in this bar and this song came on i will never forget it it was called the funk soul brother i will always remember that because it was also all of the lyrics it was that school of songwritting, you know very easy on the words in cacse they ran out, ther was a shortage. it sounded like a million fire engines chacing 10 million ambulances in a war zone and it was played at a volume that made the empty chair beside me bleed Im not sayin its a bad song im just saying you could get a broom say and dip it in some break fluid, put the other end up my arse, stick me on a trampoline in a moving lift and i would write a better song on the wall. all drugs so is make you say huh? for 9 hours. "hahaha! huh?!". i can get the same rush just getting out of a chair when i dont expect it. i feel very old... my hair hurts, i have buttocks all over my body, i look like a letter B on crutches. i cant smoke anymore, my lungs are popadoms. childrens questions are so much more imaginative than adult. they ask "when.. when.. when can we build the cheese hospital?" beer is more a pre food afair, because you drink beer and eventually you end up saying "agh food! sausages! small children! sandels food i dont give a fuck!" the most dangerous drink is gin. to drink gin you have to be 45, female and sitting on a stairs. gin isnt so much a drink as a mascara thinner "nobody likes my shoooes!" you can be out with your friends drinking and they can be both very affecrionate and hostile at the same time. they say " do you know how much i love you? do you? do you? DO YOU? NO YOU DONT DO YOU BECAUSE YOURE A PRICK!! you always have been. ive always loved you. come here. fuck off!" i woke up with one of those hangovers where for the 1st 2 seconds you think yourte ok, and youre going "its a beautiful day, the birds are swaying the trees are singing. its beautiful look at this... ooooh no, no no. cancel everything, i will not be recieving visitors today, take that tea away from me. this isnt my skin, this isnt my skin... oh its my tshirt. dont touch me im made of dirty fish."
	escrito por Mairead Conway