Well foo-ee, seniority sure has it’s advantages on the dbis. ..or mabe, face it, likeability. Ed, wit ‘is believable bat faced Buddha nature, changes one freakin’ word in his She’s a Lager mockup ..ONE word oh boy oh boy.. and he gets a “good job ed!” for his trouble.

 

While, in a preceding related form of random creativeness, my Black Pudding mockup (wherein I did my homework and facsimile-ated the key references in each verse and stood on my head in your toolshed butt-nekid wit a slaphappy cherry rubber-bubble nose to ornament the nappy vetted rainbow sherbet colored afro wig my ball bustin’ li’l sistah gave me as a gag gift for my sixtieth birthday and all that bemusical mumbo-jumbo----even included solos for the lovebirds in the Shire Habitat ‘cross the oil-piss-n-vinegar pond) goes off without a pop. Not even a doink. …What I get? ….…Crickets!  …The vacuum of one hand laughing. 

 

(& all perhaps I’d hoped for maybe’d been an 8 to trade ..or a reciprocative verse ..or clever quip ..or..stick it up your arse, messy, ya horshit bakin’, crow eatin’, dead horse beatin’, counting crow countin’ mountain of a moron, ya, etc.)

 

We live in a cynical world. …A cynical world.  ~~~~ ah, well, ..washed the spider out…

just joshin' (o: far too bored for 1:44 in the morning :O)