Isn’t she glorious? She arrived around noon today. I carefully disrobed her and then spent an hour making sweet sweet love to her, strumming and singing “I love you Darren. I love you Darren. Darren, I love you.”
I thought for awhile that she might be a boy, but I was wrong. She’s totally totally a girl, an as yet unnamed girl.
I’m so giddy in love that I was totally bummed that I didn’t have the foresight to get me some guitar picks. But, alas, my bowlers came to the rescue. Kent called his roommate to bring me down some. How much do the bowlers rock?
So welcome to my New Year’s Resolution 2007: learn to the play the guitar.
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Dear Ms. Jodi,
In honor of your new geetar, I just wrote your first song for you.
The chords are G – D – C, repeat.
Here’s the lyrics:
Jodi
Jodi
Has Probably read Ethan Frome-e
Ate a sandwich of balogna
Is scared of garden gnome-ees
Jodi
Chromey
Is everyone’s online homie
She rocks it in the zoney
Practicing makes her… moan-ey
She’s Jodi
She’s Jodi
Her mind is free to roam-ey
With her money she makes a loan-ey
Makes a call with her phone-y
Just to say, “What up, G?”
She’s Jodi
She’s Jodi
Everyone’s internet homie!
Eats a sandwich with balogna!
Loves herself some Mike Doughty!
She is Jodi!
Jodi!
If only you had known-ey!
You could hang out with her croaneys
Eat a sandwich of balogna… (fade)
fini!
I insist on 10% publishing and performance rights! π Happy New Year, Cyber-Trooper!
WT
As soon as I learn to play chords and can stop playing I love you Darren, I will learn this one.
DAY-AM, that’s a pretty guitar.
Wow, you’re picking up the axe. I’m proud of you.