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Sunday, June 16, 2013

THE PERFECT DITTY FOR THE APOCALYPSE

When the planet finally decides to give up the ghost after all the havoc our self-centered species has wrought upon her and the volcanoes start spewing, earthquakes split the land, and hidden nukes let fly with the mushroom clouds, this is the song that I will sing while dancing drunk and naked in the street. 

1 comment:

Acroyear said...

Amen Sir Bunche!