7 Days and counting...
Mood:
chillin'
Now Playing: Mr. Bad Example- Warren Zevon
Topic: Whatever
Check out these lyrics!!!
I started as an altar boy, working at the church
Learning all my holy moves, doing some research
Which led me to a cash box, labeled "Children's Fund"
I'd leave the change, and tuck the bills inside my cummerbund
I got a part-time job at my father's carpet store
Laying tackless stripping, and housewives by the score
I loaded up their furniture, and took it to Spokane
And auctioned off every last naugahyde divan
I'm very well aquainted with the seven deadly sins
I keep a busy schedule trying to fit them in
I'm proud to be a glutton, and I don't have time for sloth
I'm greedy, and I'm angry, and I don't care who I cross
I'm Mr. Bad Example, intruder in the dirt
I like to have a good time, and I don't care who gets hurt
I'm Mr. Bad Example, take a look at me
I'll live to be a hundred, and go down in infamy
Of course I went to law school and took a law degree
And counseled all my clients to plead insanity
Then worked in hair replacement, swindling the bald
Where very few are chosen, and fewer still are called
Then on to Monte Carlo to play chemin de fer
I threw away the fortune I made transplanting hair
I put my last few francs down on a prostitute
Who took me up to her room to perform the flag salute
Whereupon I stole her passport and her wig
And headed for the airport and the midnight flight, you dig?
And fourteen hours later I was down in Adelaide
Looking through the want ads sipping Fosters in the shade
I opened up an agency somewhere down the line
To hire aboriginals to work the opal mines
But I attached their wages and took a whopping cut
And whisked away their workman's comp and pauperized the lot
I'm Mr. Bad Example, intruder in the dirt
I like to have a good time, and I don't care who gets hurt
I'm Mr. Bad Example, take a look at me
I'll live to be a hundred and go down in infamy
I bought a first class ticket on Malaysian Air
And landed in Sri Lanka none the worse for wear
I'm thinking of retiring from all my dirty deals
I'll see you in the next life, wake me up for meals
I really like this song...Why? Because it's so crazy...also reminds me of Remy LeBeau. I need to get a life...I know, I know! *Hangs her head in embaressment*
So in just under 7 days, I'll be leaving for Europe with around 50 kids! What am I thinking? Lord, let's all pray that my fountain of bad luck doesn't follow me overseas!
Things I've learned in my travels:
1)Vodka, green food coloring, and a Listerine bottle do not go well together
2) When you encounter an agressive Italian in a jester costume...just say NO
3)The 'Evil Laugh' can strike terror into even the most manly man
4) A block of ice, vodka, and a butcher knife should never be used in unision.
5)There is no such thing as a were-virgin, and even if there was...I am most certainly not one
6) I am fuckin' brilliant at 3 in the morning!
7) If an idea makes me laugh to myself for over 15 seconds, I should assume that the results would be BAD
8)I'm not normal...and I'm thrilled!
9)video cameras, free alcoholic refills, and men dressed in chain mail and tights is not for everyone, nor should evidence be sent to one's parents
10) Transvestites have great stories!
More to come later.... You know you want it!