So one of our (Grandpa's) own fell off the wagon this week. Showed up hammered. Sloshed. Wasted. You get the point. So I have decided to dedicate a song to him to the tune of that one jam in Billy Madison (his name is Bill, so that's why it works).
"Billy, sweet Billy boy. We knew that you loved Jack (Daniels)*.
No one forgives you when you drink. That's why you got the axe (fired)."
*words in parentheses are for clarification purposes only.
Hmm...tasteless? Yes.
Get used to it? Fo Sho.
Man this post is so succinct and to the point that I don't want to taint it with filler. Peace.
T
6 comments:
Hey, kids, it's me.
I bet you thought that I was drunk.
But, the truth is, I only fell down...
'Cause I got kicked right in the JUUUUNK...
Yeah, I write songs, too... obviously.
haha nice.
Excellent start.
seriously.
this is how you spend your time?
i'm so proud of you.
oh it get's so much better.
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