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I'm too lazy to change my profile, but I'm:

Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come.
Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody tuesday.
Man, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob.
 
I'm too lazy to change my profile, but I'm:

Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come.
Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody tuesday.
Man, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob.

you are quite the expert texpert choking smokers
 
I'll never got to another college hoops game again. Me and my wife Ethel were at the game this past weekend, and something absolutely horrible happened:


"Half time, I's just goin' down thar to get Ethel a snow
cone. And here he come, right out of the cheap seats, dribbling, right
down the middle of the court. Didn't have on nothing but his PF's.
Made a hook shot and got out through the concessions stand. I hollered up
at Ethel, I said, "Don't look, Ethel!" But it was too late. She'd
already got a free shot. Grandstandin', right there in front of the
home team."
 
I'll never got to another college hoops game again. Me and my wife Ethel were at the game this past weekend, and something absolutely horrible happened:


"Half time, I's just goin' down thar to get Ethel a snow
cone. And here he come, right out of the cheap seats, dribbling, right
down the middle of the court. Didn't have on nothing but his PF's.
Made a hook shot and got out through the concessions stand. I hollered up
at Ethel, I said, "Don't look, Ethel!" But it was too late. She'd
already got a free shot. Grandstandin', right there in front of the
home team."

I had to start quoting this post to realize there was a link and that these are song lyrics.
 
I'll never got to another college hoops game again. Me and my wife Ethel were at the game this past weekend, and something absolutely horrible happened:


"Half time, I's just goin' down thar to get Ethel a snow
cone. And here he come, right out of the cheap seats, dribbling, right
down the middle of the court. Didn't have on nothing but his PF's.
Made a hook shot and got out through the concessions stand. I hollered up
at Ethel, I said, "Don't look, Ethel!" But it was too late. She'd
already got a free shot. Grandstandin', right there in front of the
home team."

The jazz could use this dude, fastest man on two feet.
He ain't crude, he ain't, he's just in the mood to run in the nude.
 
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