I found these lyrics as I was going through some old folders a couple weeks ago - they were written on a bar napkin, in case that tells you anything:
Black Skittle, the lottery you've won
Black Skittle, the flavor weighs a ton
Black Skittle, placed upon your tomb
Black Skittle, taste the rainbow - OF TOTAL FUCKING DOOM!!!
(go nuts)
I think we wrote that at the CLUTCH show at the bottom lounge, before they knocked it over to make way for the renovated Belmont Red Line stop.
ReplyDeleteThis is the funniest thing I've read in a long time though.
Maybe... but it was written on a different kind of napkin than THIS one, which WAS written at the Bottom Lounge:
ReplyDeleteI wake to an odor
Foul indeed
Surrounded by brown
In the tomb of my SHEETS!!
Poop-stained future
It won't be my last
Condemned to repeat
Poop-dreams of the PAAAAST!
(chorus x2)
Last night I had visions
Of the pit of darkness
I remember nothing
Of a shit-stained MATTRESS!!!
Last night I sailed
A wanderer on the dream seas
I awoke to be smote
By a sword of FECES!!!
These things are like comedy mines my past self planted for my future self to trip over.
ReplyDeleteBy posting that, you just triggered another one:
ReplyDeleteToday I found courage
I stared down my fear
I asked out a girl
Over some old stagnant beer
She said no
(I could not believe)
I cannot see why
(She said no)
Make a Charisma check
on a 10-sided DIE!!
Saving throw failed
And I take 2d10
Damage to my heart
Which I cannot DEFEEEEND!!!
I decided to cheat
And slid her a mickey
In the vain hope
She'd swallow my xxxxxx!!!!
(she was dirty)