There’s cat shit packed into the grooves of my waffle stompers.
I have a clean windshield and a powerful gasoline.
The Trojans keep getting in but Norton zaps em down quick.
Same old shit just different flies.
One day we’ll sit down and talk.
For now the futures uncertain and the past aint far behind.
It’s never too late to learn Spanish.
If I’ve told you once I’ve told you a thousand times. . .
If at first you don’t suck seed, you’ve fucked it up.
And another thing Stanley, em, em and EM!

An excerpt from the mindless wanders of yet another long and forgotten train of unconsciousness.