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Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the disclaimer! That's right the disclaimer! This American apple pie institution known as Parental Discretion will
cleanse any sense of innuendo or sarcasm from the lyrics that might actually make you think and will also insult your intelligence at the same time! So protect your families! This album contains explicit dipictions of things which are
real! These
real things are commonly known as
life! So, if it sounds sarcastic, don't take it seriously! If it sounds dangerous, do not try this at home or at all! And if it offends you, just don't listen to it!
Sigint: Uh, Snake... What are you doing?
Snake: I'm in a box.
Sigint: A cardboard box? Why are you...?
Snake: I dunno. I was just looking at it and I suddenly got this irresistible urge to get inside. No, not just an urge - more than that. It was my destiny to be here; in the box.
Sigint: Destiny...?
Snake: Yeah. And then when I put it on, I suddenly got this feeling of inner peace. I can't put it into words. I feel... safe. Like this is where I was meant to be. Like I'd found the key to true happiness.
Sigint: Uh-huh...
Snake: Does any of that make sense?
Sigint: Not even a little.
Snake: You should come inside the box... Then you'll know what I mean.
Sigint: Man, I don't wanna know what you mean! Between you and Para-Medic, is everyone but me that is hooked up with the Major strange!?
Snake: Uh...
Sigint: Yeah, well, anyway, I suppose even that dumbass box might make a decent disguise if you wear it inside a building.
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Song currently in Dark's head is: This. Warning: Contains vampire that is sparkly... Sort of... She's also insane.
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