Packa Pappas Kappsäck

Om du säger det sextusentrehundratrettiåtta gånger i rad blir du torr i munnen.

Sjukt trött idag, dålig på att komma i säng i tid, åsså upp en kvart innan jag går och lägger mej och jobba i den här jävla ökenvärmen... Va fan, jag bor i Sverige! Jag kräver 13 grader och moln, vill jag ha sol å skit åker jag till utlandet, sådeså.
De ska jag ju förresten göra i slutet av Augusti. En veckas all inclusivelyx på fyrstjärnigt hotell i Djerba, Tunisien. Poolbar å grejjer.. "Garcon, spånken".
Men nu vill jag som sagt mest att värmen ska lägga av, de blir vansinnigt jobbigt att jobba när de e så här, de e varmt i bilen, den där jävla skolkällaren där jag står och andas gjutjärn kokar.. tröjjan klibbar fast.. Jag dricker typ fyra liter vatten i timmen.. hinner knappt komma igång å jobba igen innan de e dags för vattenpaus.

gnäll gnäll gnäll, uäh uäh uäh, buhubuhubuhu

fattaru?

Nu borde jag egentligen packa, vi ska åka till baksidan i morron och gå på thåström, dissa kent och supa med ett gäng mer eller mindre fryntliga individer från internet. Liseberg blir de nog oxå en sväng, hoppas bara ingen förväxlar den här påskharen med deras rosa kanin.. jag är ganska luden.

Nu går jag å packar, så kanske man hinner med lite B&J (nej elian, de e inte vad du tror din lilla skitgris) och nåt avsnitt Corner Gas inna de e dags att tryna. Inget jobb i morgon.. jag blir nästan lite hård av tanken.

pojksnopp

Dagens låt: Todd Snider - Ballad Of The Kingsmen



The Kingsmen came together in a garage,
They could hardly even play
But they practiced night and day pretty soon
They got to where they could really play that song Louie, Louie
So they saved up all the money from the shows
Went in to one of them studios and gave their version of the song a try

Now, I don't know the words to that song Louie, Louie
And I'm pretty sure the singer for the Kingsmen didn't know them either,
If he did know them he didn't get them right on the record
Cause on the record they sound jumbled in his jaw
It says, "Me think of me girl oh so constantly
Ahmayaaah makaaaah aahh ooohoooh aaaaah"
Well, that last part scared everybody from the PTA to the FBI
You see, the kids had been going kinda crazy lately
And it seemed like nobody could figure out why
So they decided to form a coalition,
Launch an investigation, you know for the children, they at least had to try
To figure out the words to Louie, Louie

It's the feel good hit of this endless summer
It gets these kids out of control
Singing along to that star spangled bummer
Hail, hail rock and roll

Marilyn Manson's real name isn't even Marilyn Manson
He's a skinny public high school kid from Florida
Not some monster from out of this world
And like of a lot other skinny long hair public high school kids
He was sick of getting beaten up by the pulling guard all week
Only to go out on the weekend and watch the quarterback get all the girls
So he formed a band, man
Now he gets all the girls
A few years later a couple of latch-key kids go tragically mad
And everybody's standing around the television store at the mall trying to figure out what went wrong
This guy says, "You think the life of a kid going to high school could've gotten so bad?"
This other guy says "Nah, it's just the words to one of them goddamn Marilyn Manson songs"
You know the one

It's the feel good hit of this endless summer
It gets these kids out of control
Singing along to that star spangled bummer
Hail, hail rock and roll

You know, every ten years or so our country and some other little country
We start firing all of our newest weapons at each other
For some reason or another, right or wrong, like it or not, it happens
And when it happens people get shot and when people get shot
They show it on TV a lot every night at six o'clock
And you don't even have to be eighteen to see it
You don't even have to be in first grade
First grade where they teach the kid pride
They tell him he'll need to thrive
In a world where only the strong will survive
So he's taught the art of more
To compare to and to keep score Monday through Friday while
He stares at the floor 'til Sunday they make him go to school once more
Only this time they make him wear a suit and a tie
And listen to some guy who claims to know where people go when they die
Tell him that only the meek are gonna inherit the earth
Well shit, by this time the kid doesn't know what anything is worth
Now brothers and sisters I am only one guy
And I don't even know the words to that song Louie, Louie
But I can tell you right now without batting an eye
That the next time some latch-key kid goes wrong
It aint gonna be cause that Eminem gets to say the word "fag" in his song
And I'm not trying to preach to you either,
I'm just trying to sing to you, you know, string a few words together

Hey kids...
Lets get it on
Lets get it on