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Showing posts with label songs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label songs. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Guide for a stress-free walk to work
Are you overcome with fretting and anxiety? Cause I am. Here is a guide for how to start your day off right by having a worry-free walk to work.
1) Select a loud song to which you like to rock the eff out. This one was my selection today:
2) Press play. Make sure the volume is fairly loud.
3) Every time you realize that you have ceased to rock, and instead allowed worries about your wedding, your job, your finances, your moldy shower curtain, your dusty baseboards, or your wedding to enter your head, start song over, and increase volume.
4) Arrive at work deaf.
5) Have a great day!
1) Select a loud song to which you like to rock the eff out. This one was my selection today:
2) Press play. Make sure the volume is fairly loud.
3) Every time you realize that you have ceased to rock, and instead allowed worries about your wedding, your job, your finances, your moldy shower curtain, your dusty baseboards, or your wedding to enter your head, start song over, and increase volume.
4) Arrive at work deaf.
5) Have a great day!
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Pete wrote another song
No more football games on NBC this season, which means no more Sunday Night Football songs bellowed by Faith Hill. Luckily, Pete is continuing his trend of making up his own:
Touchdown!
Frozen field!
NBC!
Seattle and Chicago and head injuries!
Someone call Rex Ryan
Cause I can't feel my feet!
Everyone is here
But they don't know where they are!
Another man down,
Someone please call the tiny caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaart!
I like the little foot fetish jab he worked in.
Touchdown!
Frozen field!
NBC!
Seattle and Chicago and head injuries!
Someone call Rex Ryan
Cause I can't feel my feet!
Everyone is here
But they don't know where they are!
Another man down,
Someone please call the tiny caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaart!
I like the little foot fetish jab he worked in.
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Pete wrote a song
All season long, Pete and I have been laughing at the wretched Sunday Night Football song. You know the one - Faith Hill just hollers some various words about football, touchdowns, America, and scoring. Eventually, the joke evolved such that Pete would text me his own parody of the song every Sunday night, based on the game at hand. The Sunday before Christmas when the Vikings game got snowed out (and, of course, after Brett Favre's penis texting scandal had come to light), he sent me the following:
Touchdown! NBC!
Snowed-out song!
Brett Favre at the hotel,
Texting his schlong!
There's no Sunday Night Football,
Just pics of his dong!
Everybody's here,
Not checking their phone!
Best part about a Vikes game is that
Favre's not left aloooooooooooooooooooone!
That little ditty is a total score.
Touchdown! NBC!
Snowed-out song!
Brett Favre at the hotel,
Texting his schlong!
There's no Sunday Night Football,
Just pics of his dong!
Everybody's here,
Not checking their phone!
Best part about a Vikes game is that
Favre's not left aloooooooooooooooooooone!
That little ditty is a total score.
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