Here it is folks, proof that I am not the vagina crazed jock I portray myself to be. Oh no, I'm sensitive, like a fine two-ply toilet paper. If you prick me not only do I bleed, but I bemoan the state of todays society. If the world were the bible I'd be Lamentations.
I share this particular fate with R.E.M. We have other interests besides putting out great music. We have a social consciouses. We love the world more than we love our fame.
And to that I say, "You go boys!", and, "You did not just go there!?!", and, "Whoop, Whoop! Who let the dogs out?", and then Pete punches me. Which is fine. He's just not as sensitive as me. I mean you don't see Elvis Costello begging for world peace do you, or fighting for animal rights, or even trying to put a stop to child labor? No, because he's to busy having sex with his beautiful fans.
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