Monday, January 30, 2017

voodoo day

The group's young leader, Vicentia Chanvoukini, known by her followers as "Lady Perfect", has proclaimed herself a god.
Lady Perfect is a god? Makes sense to me. I think I have a lot of friends like that, maybe. But does anyone else get mildly-to-majorly disgusted at the human gene -- religious or otherwise -- with the need to be bigger and better and more profound or eerie or powerful? You want to be god? OK ... just do it around the corner where others don't need to get infected. You want to head the sect or lead the English department or wear the crown that launched a thousand ships?

Just make sure there's enough room for the other skate-boarders on the playground.

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  1. I want to be a boss
    I want to be a big boss
    I want to boss the world around
    I want to be the biggest boss
    That ever bossed the world around

    I want to do it right
    I want to do it right away
    I want to do it right now
    I want to do it right away
    I want to do it now

    Don't want to be a dancer in the Bolshoi Ballet
    Don't want to work for daddy
    In daddy's shop, 0K
    I get confused, so confused
    I get a pain, I get a pain up here in the Shirley Temples

    What you gonna do
    How you gonna do it
    What you gonna do
    How you gonna do it

    Little by little, ooh
    Little by little, bit by bit

    Sssh, not too loud, don't tell everybody
    Don't give away the game
    Oh, I ain't quite ready to reveal my campaign

    This is not the time
    My hero's are alive and well in a cave
    I'm keeping them on ice in suspended animation
    Till the very right occasion comes along

    To our rally come along
    Come along to our rally
    Come along to our rally come along
    To our rally come along
    Come along to our rally
    Come along to our rally come along

    A Brave new world will rise from the ashes
    And there upon a rock titanic
    I'll cast a giant shadow on the face of the deep
    And never again will they dare to call me
    A freckled, spotty, specky, four eyed, weedy, little creep

    No more tremblin' and quakin' in the gym
    No more come on fellas, let's get him

    What you gonna do
    How you gonna do it
    What you gonna do
    How you gonna do it

    Little by little, ooh
    Little by little, bit by bit
    Little by little, ooh, ooh
    Little by little, bit by bit
    Bit by bit, bit by bit

    Everyone's going to be free
    But they'll have to agree to be free
    They'll have to agree to be less free than me
    'Cause I rule the world you see
    So wait for the army of kiddy-winkies
    And terrible tiny tots
    In armored school buses
    Firing poison pea-shooters
    And sinking their milk teeth into your thighs
    Delapsus resurgam when I fall I shall rise

    I want to be a boss
    I want to be a big boss
    I want to boss the world around
    I want to be the biggest boss
    That ever bossed the world around

    10 Cc

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