Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Sometimes, I make up song lyrics.

The following gem occurred to me just before I jumped into the shower. Most will recognize the tune:

"I am the very model of a stinky individual,
The smell that lingers on my pits is nothing but residual...."

You would think that I would do something else with that flash of absolute, stunning brilliance beyond making a public blog post about it.

But no, here we are.

I have still been writing actual stories. It's just that that snippet of song amused me more than most of what I worked on this morning.

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