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Pickle Surprise
My friend Brent sent me this video, and his words sum things up perfectly:
“I’m not sure we were meant to share existence with such greatness.”
My friend Brent sent me this video, and his words sum things up perfectly:
“I’m not sure we were meant to share existence with such greatness.”
If HIV tests were anything like this lighting test, the whole world would have AIDS!
Him’s got a bignormous facial head and do a wecky wecky hi talks!
In the spring of 1971, the band signed a recording contract with the French record company Musidisc, and in the fall of 1971, the group recorded Dancing in the Moonlight in a small studio in the 18th district of Paris. Small means small. Doc had to sing lead out in the stairwell, which was a natural echo chamber ( as long as the neighbors didn’t come out during the recording), and the peculiar percussion sound they got was the result of using a toilet brush instead of some more modern percussion instrument.
I’m just trying to keep up with the new guy, dudes.
It took about a week, but this evening, at 10:09 pm Central Standard Time, I struck gold. Not a single second of this isn’t perfect. I’d like to also take this opportunity to campaign for both “german” and “wtf” categories.
Short and sweet, look at this guy go! He’s dancin’ and dancin’ and dancin’! Left, then right, then left again, back to his right, change up to the left, switch to the right, gonna go lefty here, righty tighty, time for a Louie, have you met Richard… I could go on.