You put it in your mouth and it's just like OH MY GOD so good oh my god so yummy. Did you know that when JFK died they took a thigh from his leg? There were three friends, all of which were named Dale, and all of which had sleepy fathers that dreamed of playing the guitar. They wanted their fathers to make a band of three guitarists and that their Dale's, all of which played the drums, would hold down the rhythm section.
They dreamed of late night beer parties where friends were made and phone numbers were harvested. Thankfully, as I'm sure you are fully aware, the three boys hired a Puerto Rican prosty to take out the Presidential frosty. 45 seconds and a minute or so of Super8 later the thigh was acquired and the chicken frying secret recipe was begun.
According to urban neo-folksy fortune telling televisions, the boys are coming and they're coming soon.
"Out of 10.... I'll give it a a a a 3"
-your mom
-and your dad
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