coming to america
last night i dreamed of neil diamond.
he was narrating a television biopic (about himself) in a mirror.
he lit a match, blew it out, and used the ashes as blush.
i have to say, it looked pretty good on him.
Currently spinning:
Pavement ~ Brighten the Corners
posted by locus sigilli at 8:15 PM
3 Comments:
too tight pants
I'm really in my basement, talkin' to my water heater aren't I?
This song is about my intense hatred of immigrants.
you, sir, are just jealous that mr. diamond can still rock a wicked pair of jordache jeans...
in his myspace pic he looks vaguely like arch-conservative bill o'reilly.
and, for the record:
i'm jealous of everyone for everything.
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