Thursday, January 8, 2009

Please Excuse Me, I've Been Reading American Literature


Do you have extra time? I do!

I found this on YouTube. Love it!



What's this guy think he's an Indian? What, is he a goddamned asshole? What the fuck is he doing? Not ever. No way. Now he's Johnny Hammersticks, trying to run away like he's fricken Tommy Noble. The hell's he doing? Thinks he's... thinks he's got it goin' bossa nova. No way. No way. What is this garbage? Who is this? Oh, I'm King of the Trees. I'm the Treemeister. I count on them. Or sometimes I pryig I like to steedlst... Yeah right. Yeah right. This guy's a faggot. This guy's some sort of faggot Indian in the teepee. This guy thinks he's captain knots. Thinks he's captain tyin' knots. When everyone needs some knots tied they go to him. Bull shit. Bull shit. Bull... his woman's such a bitch. Thinks she's Miss Sand, drinkin' out of cups, bein' a bitch. I bet her fist. I bet her fidleskbard tadarskum... Put a little kid in the background fuckin' goin' craaazy. Who's this guy? Mr. Balloons. Mr. Balloon hands. No way. No way. Get real, like those things. Mr. Walkway. Mr. Walk-Down-Me-I'm-the-Walkway-Lead-Me-to-the-Building. Fuck you. 5-6-4-3. Yeah right. You're some stupid bitch. Who paid for that floor? Not me. No way. Never payin' for no floor ever again. Not once, not never. Nope. Whose chair is that? Who brought that goddamned chair here? It's not my chair. Not my chair, not my problem. That's what I say. No way, stupid dresses, stupid flowers. Lighthouses rule. You don't like the lighthouse, you suck. What is this, seahorse captain? What is this, the seahorse seashell party? Who didn't invite me? Why didn't I get invited, seahorse sea-hell? What is this? Get real. I'm in love with seahorses. I'm in love with them. They're so beautiful and cute. I'm in love with the seahorses. They're fuckin' unreal. I love them. They're like all the clocks. I love them. I love seahorses, and I love lookin' at 'em, and I love seashells. I love seashell things. I love things with seashells and seahorses on em like blankets and towels and little bags. I love 'em. Seahorses, foreva.