That's Jus' Your, Like, Opinion...
This thread said cam whorin' essentail,
so I am tryna keep up whith earnest percentile.
So las' night,
my brother,
who has been away overseas on holiday & biz,
came over an' suggest'd we drink'd some beers.
He twist my arm with his strongman charisma,
an' so we said cheers an' had runnin' careers.
And that is the reason
we shall never live in the same house
be flatesmate's fo' more than a few days
of a season.
We find our company way to
amuzin',
an' things around us,
well,
we do start abusin'.
We drank awhile,
sank awhile,
into our seats,
then bro did come up with some idea of treats.
The ideas were centered round
smokin' it up,
I held my whisky sour it, well,
weighed it up.
"But rules must be set an' games mus' be play'd....
an' this,
again,was the face that I made
...this is the game I said this is what up,
we watch
Big Leboski,
Dude,
an' you know 'su'p...,
fo' 'vry drinks that he has well we're havin'
one -
two,
an'
for
every j he minds
so mine
& yours.
My brother looks at me with mirror'd eyes.
An' answer the question with "Would You like Fries...."
Set about set up,
rollin' bowlin' advance,
for timin' is essence
with such dalliance.
So with a spark at the start,
it bein' what's what,
we learn't that
'The Dude',
has a tolerance, lot.
But it is just a film
that some bothers made
in the end
in the end
thru stupidity
or
creativity
great love is retained."
And we made it,
we'd won,
kept up with 'The Dude',
an' talk'd about
'The Current Zombie Problem',
We watch some of 'Dawn Of The Dead'
An' both pass'd out.
And when I woke up he was Söze.
Groovy night, man.
PEACE BRO