Justified Fat Bunny
Usually my subject headings are random and have no correlation to my posting, but this one does. We had a pet rabbit (I know not why) my junior year of college, and I used to sing the song "Justified and Ancient" by the KLF to the rabbit, and change the words to "Justified Fat Bunny": "He’s justified, and he’s chubby, and he eats lots of carrots." You’d have to have been there.
I had this bitch roommate in college my sophomore year who used to call alcohol "booze". Only my great-grandmother ever called it that. But then, he also had this rather gay drawl to his speech like he was some ’50s movie star. What a ‘tard.
I’ve taken to this habit of going, "Mmmm" after I’ve eaten something really good, like I’m fucking Homer Simpson.
You know, I’ve never been to Coit Tower.
