Saturday, February 14, 2009

Flash blogging to get it out of my head...

McD*nald's is your kind of place
Hamburgers in your face
French fries up your nose
Pickles between your toes
And don't forget those chocolate shakes
They come from polluted lakes
McD*nald's is your kind of place

Where does this shit come from? Most likely this is a camp song, sung to pass the time while hiking up to Lookout to camp out or to the waterfall to swim. Definitely not a dining hall approved camp song.

More importantly, why this morning???


eb said...

Why? I'm sure it's probably...


maxine said...

Nothing nothing nothing nothing
Nothing nothing all day long
Absolutely nothing nothing
That's the name of the nothing song.