Somedays you just want to punch something. I wonder what it would feel like to punch an octopus. Probably pretty good until he grabbed you and put the hurt on.
Listen to The Stooges. Makes me want to drive a camaro, smoke Lucky Strikes and drink cheap beer.
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How would you come across the octopus in the first place? In the ocean? In the aquarium?
Got the Elliot Smith cd on repeat these days. Good stuff, I think I'm going to get his other albums.
Oh you know, the regular way. Like I COULD BE JOGGING ON THE MEAN STREETS OF DEL MAR and all the sudden an eight armed octupus pops out of the bushes.
I'll send you the other Elliot Smith cd's.
Oh, I know what you mean. We have the same problem with squirrels here in Kingston. Sometimes I'll be walking to school, minding my own business and then out of nowhere a gang of squirrels will surround me and start chucking acorns at me.
Yay! More gentle strumming coupled with angst-filled lyrics!
yep. those squirrels are mean as shit. that is why you gots to pay the squirrel mafia.
I'll tell you what it feels like to punch an octopus. It's about the same as punching a squid.
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