Sometimes people ask me the secrets of my success. It's pretty simple really. Every night I sleep with a vat of Jello next to my bed. I set my alarm to wake me every two hours and when it goes off, I stick my head in the Jello and scream "boy am I tired!"
yeah that's the ticket.
can't sleet...up late. working that machine called acoustic. I'm thinking scranton, I'm thinking open mic, I thinking..... fred? acoustic dynamic duo style. old school like in new haven at that club when we burned the fucking place down. man of the cloth, eh? definitely suits you.
yeah that's the ticket.
can't sleet...up late. working that machine called acoustic. I'm thinking scranton, I'm thinking open mic, I thinking..... fred? acoustic dynamic duo style. old school like in new haven at that club when we burned the fucking place down. man of the cloth, eh? definitely suits you.
<3 jello.