This was an email sent to friends, but I was so entertained by it, I thought I'd share . . . with probably the same friends who occasionally read these entries.
So besides being completely unmotivated this afternoon, I was singing a song by the sadly-no-longer band The Darkness, as their lead singer, Justin something, declared he couldn’t live healthily (i.e., w/out drugs) and still be in a rock band. The world no longer gets songs titled “Love on the Rocks w/ No Ice” and “Get Your Hands Off My Woman, Motherf**ker!” or gets to see him perform in a leopard print unitard w/ a big cutout down to his navel to show off the lack of chest hair, like he’s an 80’s monster band performer. Sigh. I miss him so.
None of that is my point really – my point is I was singing aloud their song, “One Way Ticket to Hell . . . and Back” (insert long vent about work which I will not post online), and I just realized the “and back” lyric of the song doesn’t really make sense. One way tickets don’t let you go back . . . hmm. Who’d have thought the Darkness would ever be inaccurate, or worse, that it took me 2 years of singing that song to realize the error?
Is it 5 yet?
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