Posted: 7/8/2008 5:14:04 PM
A Bumble bee, stuck inside Jose Felicianos guitar, rapidly going deaf while smiling through the pain at the delicious irony as Jose breaks into a rapid version of "Flight of The Bumble Bee" and thinking back to the days when I used to be a W.A.S.P. that people despised, swatted and were prejudiced against for its uselessness in the great scheme of things on Gods experiment planet 20674b(9j).
I am fully expecting the blind guitar virtuosos' guide dog 'Django' to detect that all is not well with his masters version of the tune (although the dog incorrectly interprets the name as Blight of the Fumble Bee), and his cultured bark will alert the Guitarrista to my plight and I shall be left free, with my ears still buzzing, a bit like most of the rest of me.
This relates to how I feel when I've ran out of milk at 1.15am and could murder a nice cup of Yorkshire tea.
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