Something I’ve Been Meaning To Explain For A While Now
This has been floating around in my head for a bit, herbal and I felt I should really get around to sharing it.
Strike the third chime. Draw back the veil. And light the black candle.
Lament, as you contemplate your terrible epilogue.
Break the circle. Draw the sigil. And cast the unclean rune.
Bear witness as all you have wrought is rent asunder.
Chant the hymn of the cacophonous void. Reveal the exalted unspeakable Name. And unbind the final gate.
Wail and clamor as you invoke your pale and paltry gods for the respite that you realize can never arrive.
Gaze upon my dark work and weep, oh wretched child of humanity.
For I have put the Bop in the Bop-She-Bop-She-Bop.
September 8th, 2010 at 10:27 am
OMG you need to get some sleep.
September 8th, 2010 at 11:35 am
Finally, Brother, we meet! You are He that put the bop in the bop-she-bop-she-bop, and I am He that put the ram in the ramma-lamma-ding-dong!
September 8th, 2010 at 12:10 pm
…and at this rate, you’ll be meaning to explain it for much time to come.
September 8th, 2010 at 12:34 pm
I’d like to shake your hand.
But who put the dip in the dip da dip da dip?
September 8th, 2010 at 1:04 pm
You made my baby fall in love with me.
September 8th, 2010 at 2:10 pm
Put down the mug, back away from the coffee pot slowly..
September 8th, 2010 at 2:35 pm
Death before decaffeination!
September 8th, 2010 at 5:49 pm
If only you had been the one who put the bomp in the bomp-alomp-alomp.
September 9th, 2010 at 8:30 am
I have decided to come clean – I put the ram in the rama lama ding dong.
September 9th, 2010 at 10:13 am
And from Bob Rivers
Who put the stump in my rump ba-bump ba-bump
Who took and jammed it in my ramma-lamma ding dong
Who stood the wood where I poop she-poop she-poop
Who put the stick up my hip-de-dip-de-dip
Who was that man
He shoved it up my can
And left me stranded on this Christmas tree
Yeah yeah yeah
September 11th, 2010 at 2:00 am
*headdesk*