I did a country-fried version of Lost Without End, complete with twangy guitars and piano. Just a simple song about being a hobo drunk. Let the good times roll.
Fiction, comedy, music, pop-culture musings, and other awesome nonsense from a disembodied head floating in the ether...
Dave: So we just moved. Arnold: From the house we lived in for eleven and a half years. My god, my dude. We should've rented a dumpster....
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