Kaley has had me watching the musical "Cats" for the past two nights. Dang if the girl isn't going to culture me. I was looking for Talladega Nights, and when all that fell through we ended up listening to:
The moments of happiness . . .
We had the experience but missed the meaning
And approach to the meaning restores the experience
In a different form, beyond any meaning
We can assign to happiness . . .
The past experience revived in the meaning
Is not the experience of one life only
But of many generations - not forgetting
Something that is probably quite ineffable
Moonlight, turn your face to the moonlight
But can that beat this? Or maybe it is the same thing... in some dimension... somehow...
... me and Ricky since we've been little kids, man we go together like chinese food and chocolate pudding, lets face it
... yeah, but Cal, those two things don't really go together
... oh we, we go together like cocaine and waffles
... you know what, for instance, if you, if I say peanut butter and ladies
... yup
... right? am I right?
... no, jelly
... jelly?
... I'm supposed to put jelly on a lady?
4 comments:
Turn your face to "the moonlight" --- get it... strap some dyno to that astronaut's butt and lets go to the moon... see how it all works together... like chinese food and chocolate pudding... like a race to the moon... moon pie... etc. Bunch of possum peckers!!!
Somebody's gonna do it on their own...without the possum peckers.
Put it together - race to the moon. Connect the dots... I KNOW THE PIECES FIT! I KNOW THE PIECES FIT!!!
Knitting and knitting aaaannnd kniiitting...
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