mr. green (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} mistergreen) wrote,@ 2003-06-18 12:10:00 |
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and the horses wonder who you are
do you like good charlotte? well, apparently they like us, or at least one of those twin guys does. their brother wrote a fanmail hoping to get in contact with me. i think it's funny that people cannot comprehend that john and I do not have a staff and that we do all this stuff ourselves. i guess josh, their brother, slipped a cd into his cd book and within twenty minutes he had gotten his hands on it and was an insta-fan (he's a star wars geek, i guess.) so now i guess what's gonna happen is that I'm gonna get a call from one of the good charlotte twins about maybe getting signed to epitaph? i dunno. sounds too good to be true. this is what josh made it sound like. and there's the possibility that that he might be lying (a really good good charlotte fan would know everything he had said, like a show on mtv or a trip to europe.) or that his brother's just a fan and wants a shirt. or there's the possibility that I was right to not be able to sleep last night after reading his email. that maybe I can throw down these dirty south shackles and just make music all the time. I had every kind of fantasy from buying my boss at sealab a car, to paying all 6 mos. rent at once so I could chill in atlanta when nyc was just getting to be too much. then came the groupie fantasies and the tour bus fantasies. meeting that one girl in the corduroy coat with the patches on the elbows up at harvard. the the way the snow got caught in her cornsilk hair. the way it kept getting caught on her wet lips:
GIRL: but you can't go mc, we've only made love like a billion times.
mc: I've got to go, there's a benefit concert in Japan, they need me, those orphans are still frickin on fire. I've got to totally save them. I promise I'll call.
GIRL: No you won't! You're just like all the rest. Why am I so completely attracted to you and wanna have sex with you all the frickin time?
mc: I dunno. I'm just working with my kick ass rap star skills that a god I don't even believe in gave me, just cuz I'm that awesome. Late babe, one for the road?
GIRL: I won't settle for just a kiss.
mc: Alright, you seem like you're gonna go insane unless I lay it down one more time. I'm totally gonna carry you to the stables and make crazy forbidden love on you in the hay. Oh be sure, little girl, that turtleneck is coming off. And then it's to Japan to save the orphans that are totally still on fire.
GIRL: I want third degree burns like they got.
mc: I think I can fill that order. To the stables!
xomc
do you like good charlotte? well, apparently they like us, or at least one of those twin guys does. their brother wrote a fanmail hoping to get in contact with me. i think it's funny that people cannot comprehend that john and I do not have a staff and that we do all this stuff ourselves. i guess josh, their brother, slipped a cd into his cd book and within twenty minutes he had gotten his hands on it and was an insta-fan (he's a star wars geek, i guess.) so now i guess what's gonna happen is that I'm gonna get a call from one of the good charlotte twins about maybe getting signed to epitaph? i dunno. sounds too good to be true. this is what josh made it sound like. and there's the possibility that that he might be lying (a really good good charlotte fan would know everything he had said, like a show on mtv or a trip to europe.) or that his brother's just a fan and wants a shirt. or there's the possibility that I was right to not be able to sleep last night after reading his email. that maybe I can throw down these dirty south shackles and just make music all the time. I had every kind of fantasy from buying my boss at sealab a car, to paying all 6 mos. rent at once so I could chill in atlanta when nyc was just getting to be too much. then came the groupie fantasies and the tour bus fantasies. meeting that one girl in the corduroy coat with the patches on the elbows up at harvard. the the way the snow got caught in her cornsilk hair. the way it kept getting caught on her wet lips:
GIRL: but you can't go mc, we've only made love like a billion times.
mc: I've got to go, there's a benefit concert in Japan, they need me, those orphans are still frickin on fire. I've got to totally save them. I promise I'll call.
GIRL: No you won't! You're just like all the rest. Why am I so completely attracted to you and wanna have sex with you all the frickin time?
mc: I dunno. I'm just working with my kick ass rap star skills that a god I don't even believe in gave me, just cuz I'm that awesome. Late babe, one for the road?
GIRL: I won't settle for just a kiss.
mc: Alright, you seem like you're gonna go insane unless I lay it down one more time. I'm totally gonna carry you to the stables and make crazy forbidden love on you in the hay. Oh be sure, little girl, that turtleneck is coming off. And then it's to Japan to save the orphans that are totally still on fire.
GIRL: I want third degree burns like they got.
mc: I think I can fill that order. To the stables!
xomc
