System of a Down
While transferring files for the site overhaul, I found this gem.
I never understood System of a Down. But, I’m not the target audience so it doesn’t matter.
Here’s a little System of a Down ditty I whipped up one afternoon a few years ago:
Dude, you have touched a nerve in this little douche nozzle. Is the whole goal of having the esq. send nastygrams to your agent (not you?) just to get you to send the script back? Perhaps you could create a bittorrent of this fine script and send it back to him via Pirate Bay? Not that you would do such a thing, mind you… Just a thought!
On the other hand, mayhaps Mr. script-writer will take you up on your offer of oral pleasure ™, at which time, you can return said script after achieving your (ahem) excited ending.
How did we live vicariously before the intertubes, I ask you?
i’m quite fond of “douche-nozzle” as an epithet.
the premise of anyone trying to achieve riches through live theater is silly enough without adding the idea that someone might try to do it surreptitiously. that’s the delusion that inspires the actual fear that he might do something to hurt me or people i love.
not quite enough to refrain from aksing for some sweet, sweet oral lovin’, though.