This Means We’re Winning…Right?
August 31st, 2006 Posted in Rampaging Stupidity | Comments OffFlakes on a Plane
Flakes on a Plane
Wherein I discover just exactly how much of a bad-ass I am not.
Tour a NOAA facility, complete with submarine tour, oceanographic and climatology demos, and a journey into the eye of a hurricane. All without leaving your desk.
Lost was the child, we all once did hide
There for the Grace Of God Go I
Can't be too careful with your company
I can feel the devil walking next to me
The ink is black
The page is white
Let's pretend we're bunny rabbits
Until we pass away
So They Came Into The Outway
It Was Sunday – What A Black Day
And all the federales say
They could have had him any day
They only let him go so long
Out of kindness, I suppose
It's like ray-hee-aiin on your wedding day