Showing posts with label Mount Eerie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mount Eerie. Show all posts

May 5, 2009

Mount Eerie - White Stag



When  I had a time machine I went back in time I took a whole lotta swans with me. Thats my calling card. It just is. I don't know when swan's evolved, but wow- cavepeople killed anything. And you haven't seen the crucifixion until you seen swans fly into crosses, not knocking them over, but shaking them just enough comically. Swans ate most of the manna during that one bible thing I remember. Swan feathers help distract Annie Frank from breaking the law. Recently- I just started going to random prom and even fake proms for movies. Swans just seem to fit there, and twas there I realized that I should use my gift of releasing swans thru time for good. No more hanging swans by the neck in the background of important movies. No more bringing swans to important developmental moments in the live's of geniuses. No more convincing Van Gogh to only paint with swan dicks. No more rehashing old jokes so you can get a blog entry out of the way. I mean we're better than this. This is the same shit you've been peddling for 23 years now. Expand and re-pand. Give up this fight. Its been over since you were 15. Think to yourself for yourself. Be a man with a plan in the hand. Your sleeping dog is lying. Brush and be, you've learned nothing and that's a good thing. Your bed is pretty comfortable, but you've never been to heaven. Keep flour in your pocket. You're getting and its showing. Step almost to 1.

Beat Up Your Dad: "I didn't look at track names yet"

Blow Drying is a term: Not a code

Sep 25, 2008

Mount Eerie - Dawn


Wow, that dog is really barking at us. Well I don't think that is an appropriate reaction. Yes, I think nothing good will come of that. It won't even benefit you, it would actually stain your teeth. Yea, if you do it, I'll film it. Yea, I got wide angle and my editing room does have two chairs. No, they're folding chairs. Well if thats your excuse, you're being a pussy shell. No, its a term I invented for a stubborn pussy, which is what you are being. Well, then do it, but again, bad bad bad bad bad bad idea. Firstly, the dog has ceased its barking and is probably at least 3 quarter blocks from us. Secondly, we're robbing glue from the kindergarten, and A) this conversation is slowing us B) provoking the dog could I) harm us for the dog size is 3 dockets on the larger side, II) blow our sexy, sexy cover, III) incriminate us, no matter how hilarious, it will still incriminate, IV) your allergies make you fart, which opens another set of bullet points... where am I? o- C)Youtube sensations are a hollow celebrity. So- I know that I owe you one for sucking my dick during my cooking show, but right now- I would like to finish pooping and let that dog have this one. It's a dog. Fine. You win. I'll get the body hose.


Clouds seem meaningful when this track is played in the background: Moon Sequel

Biggest Request for me and this blog: quit referencing your blog and dance!