Fond of Love That You Live For (Singing)

Workin' hard to get my KILL! Everybody wants a decapitation! Oh man, I wish that fucking rhymed. I wish that fucking ROCKED! Rock! That's a nifty genre of the that thing called music. Speaking of that thing music what the hell is "house" music?!? I always hear about the dang nabbit thing but what is it?!? Like music that builds homes? Msic that is only strictly listened to in homes? I don't know. I hate it. Here's a picture...

I like the pinks. They are like swirly little love-hate balls. The greens are like the love that only exists in awesome fairy tales. Like Cindy the rella and shit? The yellows can go eat some lemon cake. That shit is shit. The purples are like the sexually frustrated inhabitants of a planet called Zork where they only wear 3 kinds of hats: Baseball. Ten gallon. Cowboy. My watermelon patch is coming along quite elegantly, do I even have a one of those? I have one of those as much as Sarah Jessica Parker has talent and beauty. Which is none. None at all. The little white spots make me want to commit treason. HIGH treason.

The hills are alive with Pineapple frostys!!!