Another Zebrahead site... That's All I Need, right? Better believe it Bigshot. It was about Time someone made a website that did them justice, and I Am just the insomniac to Go and do it. I should be In My Room asleep, but I'm haunted by pictures of Britney Spears going platinum. Maybe Someday I won't Hate her as much.
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Let me Move On and Get Back to the subject before you get a mental picture and Jagoff. One day, while I was attempting to ignore The Hell That Is My Life [I Hate Christmas], I flipped on the radio and was put into a Fly Daze somewhere around Song 10. So I called my Hero the DJ to Check out whose Bootylicious Vinyl had me in such a Mindtrip.
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What's Going On?" I asked him. What band is making me Feel This Way, and can I get One More Hit? The DJ was obviously Wasted, so I screamed "Answer me dammit! Now Or Never!" only to hear him mumble something about swedish furniture. Just when I was about to march down to the station and take a Swing at him, he snapped out of his Waste Of Mind and said simply... "It's Zebrahead dude. Chill."
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To those of you E Generation crackheads
who Walkaway from anything that doesn't play 20 times an hour on your local radio station, I wish I could Subtract You with the Crome of my Chevy S-10. BTW, if you Wannabe more familiar with The Real Me, click on the link below. I'm no Playmate Of The Year, but dammit, I think I'm Money.
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