scoot

i'm one weird shit. i live alone, see, and every once in a while i belt out a song as loud as i want, making up the melody and words literally as i sing it. i then review what was done for an uproarious time.

seconds ago:
"balls and ya bite 'em now picking up the mother child,
thinking 'bout a jazzercise!"

try it out yourself. i think you'll be pleasantly surprised.