gold record crap

People are dorks and I feel like a bucket of crap.

EVERYBODY NOW!

[Singing]

People are dorks and I feel like a bucket of crap,
People are dorks and I feel like a bucket of crap,
People are dorks and I feel like a bucket of craaaaaa-AP,

[Dramatic pause. Big finish.]

People are dorks… CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP!

Give it a good bass line and we’ve got a solid pop hit.

Note: I do exempt all of you, my three-hole-punched readers, from any dork-based blanket assertions.

Unless there’s something you’re not telling me.

[Stern glare in general direction of lurking dorks.]


4 Responses to “gold record crap”

  1. Radioactive Jam Says:

    *looks around*
    Nobody here but us geeks.

  2. birchsprite Says:

    * I think he may have figured out my secret identity…..quick hide*

  3. sween Says:

    RJ: Geeks are more than welcome here. It’s like a freaking second home for geeks.

    birchsprite: [Gives birchsprite the evil eye. Waits for birchsprite to flinch. No flinching occurs. Relaxes.] No, you’re cool.

  4. Suldog Says:

    I do so NOT bite the heads off of live chickens!

    Well, OK, there was that one time in Tijuana, but, still…

make with the yak-yak

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