My OperaDear mister president, your George
Thursday, August 17, 2006 10:41:58 PM
I had my head examined yesterday after my dad thought I was insane,
but it turns out to be I aint got no brain!
The doctor sad a implant wont do me no good, since I never had one before, I probably wont need use it anyway. I can live with that, my dad told me. So now I know, It got me thinking..
How the hell could I ever be a good president all that time? Maybe it's just natural talent. A mixture of violent human behaviour and basic agressive instincts. I got this war-thing in my head all the time, it's no wonder I can't think straight!
So long for now..
but it turns out to be I aint got no brain!
The doctor sad a implant wont do me no good, since I never had one before, I probably wont need use it anyway. I can live with that, my dad told me. So now I know, It got me thinking..
How the hell could I ever be a good president all that time? Maybe it's just natural talent. A mixture of violent human behaviour and basic agressive instincts. I got this war-thing in my head all the time, it's no wonder I can't think straight!
So long for now..
