Thursday, June 03, 2010

There Is Good News and Bad News

I thought "Big Shot" would never leave, but I prayed to Acoustic Jesus and he wrote me a new song during the night. I dreamed that I turned on the television and saw a man strumming a guitar and singing a soft ballad called, "Hot Lucky BM." It went, "Hot lucky BM! Hot lucky bee-eh-eh-ehmm." It was very folky and tender, like a song your mom would sing to you as you were dying of an Ass Problem in old-time Appalachia. "Hot lucky BM!" she would croon, as you excreted your soul into the pants of Heaven. "Hot lucky bee-eh-eh-ehmm."


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Tricia said...

That is so crazy I am leaving it, little spam man.