It is time to make like a baby...and head out.
The lyrics to my ever so expanding and changing "I smoke crack..." song.
I smoke crack in my underware. I smoke crack with a polar bear. I smoke crack over there. I smoke crack on the table here. Hell, I smoke crack everywhere. I smoke crack in your wifes bee hive hair. I smoke crack at all the fairs. I smoke crack in the elevator. I smoke crack with the old grey mare. I smoke crack in utmost despair. I smoke crack with the concierge. Oh contraire, I smoke crack and I don't care. (Note: I seriously do not smoke crack)
My momma so poor that she could not afford breast milk.
10 questions by Bernard Pivot. More familiar as the questionaire James Lipton asks at the end of "Inside the Actor's Studio."
01. What is your favorite word? Discombobulated
02. What is your least favorite word? Hella
03. What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally? JA
04. What turns you off? Violence
05. What is your favorite curse word? Bloody Hell
06. What sound or noise do you love? The low rumble sound
07. What sound or noise do you hate? high pitched whines
08. What profession other than your own would you like to attempt? Sound engineer
09. What profession would you not like to do? Banker
10. If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates? Fill free to roam around and have a drink, it's open bar, and thank you for not smoking.