Ancient cowboy wisdom: There are those whom would rather hear a fat boy fart than a pretty girl sing.
Damn but what if she's singing about farts and she's making me laugh my ass off?
Like that Cranberry's song:
Did you have to
Did you have to
Pull my finger!
Oh the lyrics
Did you have to pull my finger
Since now this smell does linger
It's all fun and games until the Cranberry's turns into Lynyrd Skynyrd:
Ooh, that smell Can't you smell that smell? Ooh, that smell The smell of death surrounds you, yeah
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