Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Binge Purge Urge Dirge
Mardi Gras. Fat Tuesday.
Cendre Mercredi. Ash Wednesday.
Binge.
Purge.
All together now, (one, two, three):
"I want more, give me more, right to the core."
"No, I don't; no, I won't; take it away, punish me hard."
"Give me now, no matter how, make me soar."
"Pare it down, shuck it off, all that lard."
(Okay, okay, so I suck as a songwriter.)
Carry on.
Some days are off-days for bloggers, too.
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2 comments:
smile -- i thought it was amusing...
Ya think?
I know how it is... There are only so many ways to describe a fart and I am rapidly running out of them.
Might have to switch to belching for new blog fodder.
Have a good one.
Later Y'all
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