Farmhouse
Jon's Song
#8 o'clock, Monday night and I'm waiting
To finally talk to a girl a little cooler than me.
Her name is Mona, she's a lizard with a nice ass,
She says I'm stupid, but I'm not quite sure she means.
And when she walks,
All the wind blows and the angels sing.
But she doesn't notice me!
'Cuz she's watchin' wrestling,
Creamin' over Decoy,
Listenin' to Coel talk,
Lookin' up as Radar flies.
It's like a bad movie,
She's lookin' through me,
If you were me, then you'd be,
Screamin' "Someone yiff me!"
As I fail miserably,
Tryin' to get the girl all the tough furs want,
'Cuz she's the girl all the tough furs want...
She likes to splish-splash, but I can't stand that wet stuff,
She loves the water, so cool and deep in her pool.
Coel's so happy now she's down here in Vegas,
She'll never know that all she makes me do is drool.
And when she walks,
All the wind blows and the angels sing.
But she'll never notice me!
'Cuz she's watchin' wrestling,
Creamin' over Decoy,
Listenin' to Coel talk,
Lookin' up as Radar flies.
She likes 'em with a six-pack,
Nice pecs, huge biceps.
Sketchin' on some paper,
I really wanna date her!
It's like a bad movie,
She's lookin' through me,
If you were me, then you'd be,
Screamin' "Someone yiff me!"
As I fail miserably,
Tryin' to get the girl all the tough furs want,
'Cuz she's the girl all the tough furs want.
She's the girl all the tough furs want,
'Cuz she's the girl all the tough furs want...
There she goes again,
With fishnets on, combing her long blonde hair.
She'll break my arm, I'll have to be sedated,
All I want is to see her naked!
Now I'm watchin' wrestling,
Tryin' to be like Decoy,
Listenin' to Coel talk,
Lookin' up as Radar flies...
But I ain't got a backbone,
I'm gonna end up all alone,
'Cuz in truth she scares me... scares me... scares me...
It's like a bad movie,
She's glarin' at me,
If you were me, then you'd be,
Screamin' "Someone help me!"
As I fail miserably,
Tryin' to lose the girl all the tough furs want,
'Cuz she's the girl all the tough furs want.
She's the girl all the tough furs want,
'Cuz she's the girl all the tough furs want.
She's the girl all the tough furs want,
'Cuz she's the girl all the tough furs want.
She's the girl all the tough furs want,
'Cuz she's the girl all the tough furs want! (repeat to fade)#
Rants, raves, and illuminations.
Why
Las Vegas?
Las Vegas is the only city of it's kind to have ever existed. Our only industry is losers, and yet we prosper.
Las Vegas is a chimera made up of one part Aladdin's fantasy Baghdad, one part modern day Hong Kong, and one part Ridley Scott's future Los Angeles. We are totally unique.
We have Elvis, mobsters, gangsters, corporate suits, astronauts, showgirls, mad scientists, evil cults, struggling artists, vampires, singers, boxers, tycoons, G-Men, trekkies, cowboys, high class hookers, aliens, bums, angels of mercy, captains of industry, peaceniks, army guys, organleggers, CHUDs, old fogeys, and maybe the best food in the whole wide world.
We're 1/20 the size of New York City and we have twenty times the characters.
If furries existed, they would be here.
Without Mona, there never would had been a Furry Fight Farm.
A few years ago after I had gotten a WebTV as a Christmas present and went online for the first time (Don't knock them, I never knew anything about popups until I bought this eMachine), I went looking for some stuff on the comic book characters, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. The first thing that came up was Mona's tribute page to the fearsome foursome. I loved it.
And this was my introduction to the concept of furriness.
You could not imagine my surprise and delight when that lovely bubbly lizard walked in and joined my little nickel and dime art and role-playing group many months later. Mona came bearing a great gift called "Internet Relay Chat" or IRC. We started to RPing wrestling and boxing matches in real time, and then made many new friends like FWL_Merc and ever-faithful Ron.
We've become the best of friends and she's even moving to Las Vegas where I'm sure we'll find even more trouble to get into. But the one thing that I want everybody to know is that without Mona, none of this craziness would had been possible.
*Applauds the sexy scaley*
"It was a blonde. A blonde to make a bishop kick in a stained glass window." -- Raymond Chandler