gramphoneshane plays his vinyl. A Lump of Cole for Memorial Day
May 25, 2009.
Ram sings, "Times have changed, and we've often rewound the clock since the Leydeners got a shock as they harbored by Provincetown. If today any shock they should try to stem, 'stead of landing on Plymouth rock, Plymouth rock would land on them. *In February, Pamela-stalking would warrant a district court-issued TRO with plaintiff no-show. Hollywood screenplay writers fresh from their writers' strike still stick to four-letter words for big studios. If tiny Smartcars ya like, Powerbars ya like If Star Trek ya like Shoot Glenn Beck we might, Li'l Wayne's alright Britney's spheres ya bite, (Why!?) noone will oppose. When South Middlesex Opportunity Council deprives our liberty from state action as corporation. [Either Ambrose or Sweet, sweet, little Ramona takes over.] An Obama-aged woman's case worker can get her as tenant 2 "Yes, she can!" I suppose take off her clo'(th)es. When James Cuddy hoards money annually like hitting the MassCash jackpot every year = socialist dough.
Stock market crashed yesterday; no rebound just yet. &black's white today &red's blue today &that gent today you served some soup today had his ranch home foreclosed. When folks who still park their fat SUV's along Allston-Brighton sidewalks by their homes, their mirrors fall off. Our President Obama shies away from universal health care that goes single-payer from HMO's. When you hear that loud Bill Maher stand-up insist on endorsing a proven adulterer on HBO. Just think of those thongs you've got, boxed condoms you've bought, Olympic bongs you spot, CiNNuendo news they've shot, and back pains you've got, (if "Common Sense" you've got!), from your i-pod nanos. Our Red Sox sweep the young stud Rockies. We all got free beds from Jordan's Furniture: AnythIng Goes."