Tuesday, November 02, 2004
*hilarious title to come*
So I got a new best imaginary friend. His name is Hugh Manatee. And he plays music. I've been listening to that special olympics song I linked to on Sunday. Here's some more Faberge eggs. Chinkatron-whoaa, Robots, Slave, nipple-toucher, and Nature's ninja, the American Indian Anti-defamation League is already on his ass about that last song so they don't need to hear from you. Should I give some description or warning? Sometimes it sounds like he uses an iron lung as his backup beat.
