the joy of q-tips


music: jack johnson
volume: 7


so i haven't had any q-tips in a while...and none'a the boys have any either (that they keep in the bathroom) for me to steal...so i've been cleaning my ears with rolled up wads of kleenex....so unsatisfactory. so of course i run out of kleenex too through two colds two weeks apart...fuckers. but NO MORE! i have kleenex AND q-tips and can shove them little cardboard sticks as far into my noggin as i like. i always imagine what a horrible life it would be if we couldn't enjoy that scratching-an-itch feeling of giving our ears a nice, ear-drum busting ear cleaning once in a while with a wad of cotton on a stick. i mean really...could you imagine being a dog and getting ticks in your ears with no appendages or tools to scratch 'em?

i think that's what happens to bad people when they die. they get ticks in their ears and q-tips go up in flames on any human contact.

heh heh...i can make little torches.



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