Ya know, I wonder what my neigbors think about the things I do also, like banging the hell out of my garbage with a stick. Actually one of them know's because I lent him my Burbs dvd, so he's in on it.
I'm only laying here with my eyes closed trying to get some goddamn sleep!
On Burbs Day I use to pour the coffee on the street, imagining I'm throwing it after the paperboy. Our real paperboy wouldn't deserve this, he's reliable.
Sometimes I just wonder what the neighbours think when they see my in my blue pyjama pouring coffee on the curb.
On Burbs Day I use to pour the coffee on the street, imagining I'm throwing it after the paperboy. Our real paperboy wouldn't deserve this, he's reliable.
Sometimes I just wonder what the neighbours think when they see my in my blue pyjama pouring coffee on the curb.
We still have them. The good old traditional solid paperboy.
Are kidding? They'd melt by the time they got to the house. Well, all i know is that our papers are delivered probably at the crack of dawn...or earlier..by car. So I never see 'em.
Plus we quit getting the paper, because it's too expensive and you get news faster on the internet.
We still have them. The good old traditional solid paperboy.
Are kidding? They'd melt by the time they got to the house. Well, all i know is that our papers are delivered probably at the crack of dawn...or earlier..by car. So I never see 'em.
Plus we quit getting the paper, because it's too expensive and you get news faster on the internet.
You could get up at the crack of dawn to catch the paperboy and watch a dog poop.
I'm only laying here with my eyes closed trying to get some goddamn sleep!
