Friday, January 13, 2012
It's Friday and you know what that means
Call me a nihilist but the way things are going we might as well throw a big end of the world party. That's right. A wild naked drunken drugged up loud music dance around the fire blast. Then when everybody is three sheets to the wind and falling down crazy fire off the nukes. It'd only take a couple of dozen to end life on this planet as we know it. And why not? We've pretty much screwed things up for any future generation to endure. Why not just go out in one final hoopla? Make it something that even make Caligula blush. An orgasmic blast of epic proportions. Fire up your favorite tunes at ear shattering volume. Strip off you clothes and say howdy neighbor yee haw the end is near! Break open that special bottle. Down your favorite drug. Smoke em if you got em. Grab that guy or gal you had your eye on and get down cause there'll be nothing left in the morning but a burned out cinder. No need to cover your ears kiddies cause mom and dad don't care. Always wanted to get into things you shouldn't? Well now's your chance. Eat a bowl of butter. Cover yourself in whip cream. Pull down you pants and slid on the ice. Everything is fair game. Run your car into a tree. Time for everybody to be free. Slash a tire. Build a fire. Don't worry where you do it when you need to take a pee. Paint you body brown. Slither on the ground. Cause nobody will care you see. Stuff jello in your pocket. Is that a sound of a rocket? No the parties not over just yet. Kick open the door to the Scream Room cause nobody cares you bet. Armageddon's on it's way so it's time to play. Party hardy while you still can. Cover your eyes. Cover you ears. The blast wave 'll get you so have no fears.
Tags: Doin' the apocalyptic shuffle, Ansel Adams raised from the dead, I got mine you got yours so the hell with all of us, Fun things to think about with too much time on you hands.