And the only prescription is more cow bell.
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Sunday, July 17, 2005
I've got a fever
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'Tis women makes us love.
'Tis love that makes us sad.
'Tis sadness makes us drink.
And drinking makes us mad!
'Tis love that makes us sad.
'Tis sadness makes us drink.
And drinking makes us mad!
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5 comments:
I need to start referencing it more.
As in, "You know what the Marlins needed tonight/last night/the day before yesterday? More cowbell!"
I like Dopetastic Mike Valentine. I really like it. But lately I've been telling everyone that I'm Mike Jones. This could work though.
That's my version of a music pick. I think part of his album is going to be my tailgating theme song this football season.
Actually, skip it. There are two good tracks on the album. I don't want to lose my music cred with you with this pick. I'm not that sold on it yet.
No - I know I don't. I was saying I don't want to blow any chance of it with the Mike Jones pick.
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