so...we're all gonna be stranded on the same island...right?
packing list...hmmmm
chocolate
matches
rum
sushi
steak
volleyball
*locate big bird* if not buy big yellow suit with wings
(Hertz you owe me)
oxygen
cd player
clothes...
ya right!
call mygrain *remind about sammiches*
Take time to right new lyrics:
clap your hands and stomp your feet to a hoe-down:
grab a girl n take her by the arm
swing er round and show your charm
pick her up...now put her down
sit er in the chocolate on the ground
roll around till it starts ta melt
now go ahead take off your belt
once it's melted and you're fired
tell her some lies till she gets tired
take your fingers and dip em in
now go and place em under yur chin
now that they smell good n ripe
she won't have a single gripe
keep your shades on like belushi
you n her are ready to each sushi
*what did you think I was talking about*
I don't drink either, but I think now is a good time for the rum