Originally Posted by Lord Humongous

So please, enlighten us...how are Dave22 and I ignorant?

Originally Posted by dave22

Good plan. I just called and told them I'm through with standing in line to clubs we'll never get in, it's like the bottom of the ninth and I'm never gonna win. This life hasn't turned out quite the way I want it to be. I want a brand new house on an episode of cribs and a bathroom I can play baseball in and a king size tub big enough for ten plus me. I'll need a credit card that's got no limit and a big black jet with a bedroom in it. Gonna join the mile high club at thirty-seven thousand feet. I want a new tour bus full of old guitars my own star on Hollywood Boulevard somewhere between Cher and James Dean is fine for me. I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels. Hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes. Sign a couple autographs so I can eat my meals for free. I'm gonna sing those songs that offend the censors, gonna pop my pills from a pez dispenser. I'll get washed-up singers writing all my songs, lip sync 'em every night so I don't get 'em wrong. I'm gonna dress my ass with the latest fashion, get a front door key to the Playboy mansion. Gonna date a centerfold that loves to blow my money for me. I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame. I'd even cut my hair and change my name cause we all just wanna be big rockstars and live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars. The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap. We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat and we'll hang out in the coolest bars in the VIP with the movie stars. Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there, every Playboy bunny with her bleach blond hair and we'll hide out in the private rooms with the latest dictionary and today's who's who. They'll get you anything with that evil smile. Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial, well, hey hey I wanna be a rockstar.

Maybe it'll work.

Originally Posted by Lord Humongous

-rep for your foolishness