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Monday, October 02, 2006

get around, get around, they get around...


We're gettin' bugged driving up and down the same old strip
We gotta finda new place where the kids are hip
Our buddies and us are getting real well known
Yeah, the bad guys know us and they leave us alone
We get around
Get around round round we get around
From town to town
Get around round round we get around
We're real cool heads
Get around round round we get around
We're makin' real good friends
Get around round round we get around
We get around
Round
Get around round round oooo
Wah wa ooo
Wah wa ooo
Wah wa ooo

(Apologies to the Beach Boys.)
(Blame Ron, he sent me the pic.)


4 Comments:

Blogger JahTeh said...

I love that, it's brilliant. No thanks for the song, it'll be in my head all night.

October 03, 2006 5:35 PM  
Blogger Gerry said...

Credit for the pic must go to Ron. All I did was chuckle and put it up here. Automagically, the Beach Boys started singing to me ... :-)

October 03, 2006 6:30 PM  
Blogger GreenSmile said...

I wonder who loads them into their contraptions. "independence" is always a bargain with the devil and one in which what you give up increase and what you gain in return decreases with passing time. The crappy art practiced by many is developing the ability to look at it all and still only see the tattered little bits of actual freedom that are left to us.

October 05, 2006 3:47 AM  
Blogger Gerry said...

"Freedom", GreenSmile?

Bwahahahaha...

Please don't take this personally, GS, but every time an American mentions "freedom" or "democracy" or "free trade" my prolapsed mitral valve flutters uncontrollably like a V1 pulse jet in full flight...

October 05, 2006 9:45 PM  

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