Legal Pick-Me-Ups
In the light of it being Friday and me wearing this shirt for the first time in a year or so I have decided to compile something small.
I want to share some important decisions I have recently made: I have decided to abstain from interfacing with girls for longer than 25 minutes at a time. I have also decided to start a company. While I am on the subject I need office space, money and a secretary willing to call me Quickfeet. I have decided to start writing a book and stop my subscription to What to Expect When Expecting. Lastly I have decided to listen to a significant amount of Roxette.
I think that people underestimate the effects of Roxette on the psyche. The girl always dressed in silver bikini tops and jeans tighter than L’Oreal’s hair care division’s relationship with Donald Trump. Truly something to behold! It was sci-fi combined with Top Gun and I loved it. I had a crush on her till she shaved her hair. It has always been an absolutely romance killer for me. I would rather walk in on her dropping few friends off at the dam than her saving her hair.
Anyway, some of the great moments in my life were with Roxette power-strumming and drumming away in the background. I remember singing, “Sleeping in my car – I will undress you; Sleeping in my car – I will caress you” at age 7. Moments like those change you. It changes you in the same way puberty changed Macaulay Culkin from the cunning little boy somebody forgot at home to the guy you would hope your daughter does not date.
Yes, Roxette. Their words are ridiculous but let’s face it nobody cares.
I am definitely going through a rough patch. My Ritalin has no effect, I stopped smoking and the girls in Girls of the Playboy Mansion has been downgraded. I miss ridiculous boobs and dumb conversations ending in shrieking laughter. I must add that the times that I have seen Girls of the Playboy Mansion was during family hours and thus was censored. I am apposed to nudity except when married, in which case I am a very very fervent supporter. Anyway, the point I am trying to make is that it is definitely time for some Roxette.
(Note by the author: What I can also suggest, and will be doing, is reading some Bushims. George W Bush is without a doubt my person of the century and will possibly be the jester at Parliament meetings in the PRC. That is if I decide on having a democracy.)
(Note 2 by the author: I am considering one of Roxette’s pieces as the national anthem of the PRC)
