For years I’ve been substituting “lunch” for “love”, courtesy an old Henry Rollins bit.
In the last 5 years I started substituting “bozo” for “cyber” which works really well.
More recently “law” has become “lol”.
Today’s addition is that “heart” is now “honk” in all situations.
Please make a note of it.
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wanna bozo?
“in love” is always “on drugs.”
“world” is better as “squirrel.”
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Re: wanna bozo?
…I’d like to teach the squirrel to sing…
HA! wonderful!
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it’s the end of the squirrel as we know it.
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sing it!
…and I think to myself, “What a wonderful squirrel…”
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lately i find myself gazing at stars, hearing guitars like someone on drugs.
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Re: sing it!
We are the squirrel…
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You left out your impulsive monkey substitutions.
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The lunch of monkey is the root of all kinds of emo.
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Lunch is the lol, lunch under will.
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I myself enjoy sitting down to a honky meal.
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WINNER
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O and I have had fun with this one (especially in song lyrics)
dance -> prance
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Re: O and I have had fun with this one (especially in song lyrics)
If I had a chance I’d ask a girl to prance and not be prancin’ with myself, oh oh ah oh.
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On the message board of a heavy metal label I used to frequent, moderators set up a program that converted every instance of “nigger” to “friend.” Unfortunately this caught on among the skinheads, who ruined “friendship” for me for life.
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Ann & Nancy Wilson would be pleased to call their band “Honk.”
…the honk is a lonely hunter…
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Owner of a lonely honk!
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