I’m so lame
filed in Uncategorized on Jun.09, 2001
I’m working with tape number 818 right now, and I keep thinking, “Eight one eight, beach front avenue!”
Who would have guessed that memorizing a song like Ice Ice Baby would still haunt us after so many years.
June 9th, 2001 on 6:04 pm
I am so lucky. I was in the Gulf War, with no real access to pop music during the great Ice Age at the turn of the decade, and thus never had those demonic verses inscribed upon my mind.
June 9th, 2001 on 8:50 pm
::suddenly, that evil beat returns from a place buried deep within the mind, like an ugly beast awakening and rearing its ugly head::
Ice ice baby
God, why?!!!
June 9th, 2001 on 11:31 pm
Next you’ll be telling us you’re too sexy for your cloak…
June 10th, 2001 on 2:59 am
I was on my first date with the first girl I ever slept with, when I heard that song for the first time. First, First, First (NEVERMIND) I actually thought it was a gangster rap song like from N.W.A. or something. Damn was I wrong. I liked it the first 467 or so times I heard it that week. After that I could feel a blood vessel in my head about to burst everytime it came on. Luckily the girl was so good in bed I didn’t have any urges to climb a clock tower like with “Who Let The Dogs Out”. Two homicidal rages in one life is just too much. I’d like to say she was also the only virgin I’ve ever had. Hooray for deflowering virgins. BUT BE GENTLE; DAMN IT, IT IS THEIR FIRST TIME. I was very gentle. She bragged about that almost as much as the sex itself. ALMOST!!! Then all of her friends wanted to fuck me. HOORAY for free press.
Later