Sun, October 7

Fake Country Lyrics—1:56 PM

A long car ride. A slumbering wife. Nothing better to do.

That's how I came up with these two fake verses for a fake country song. I don't have a chorus yet, but they're all pretty interchangeable so just substitute your favorite one.

(Of course they don't make any sense. That's how I knew it was a country song.)

They're playin BTO here at the OTB
Makin everybody feel ill at ease
But if this POS would follow SOP
Then we could all forget about it

Next year the CMAs will air on AMC
Somethin bout that plan don't sit right with me
Hook up your DSL and drop some LSD
And you can just forget about it

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Whenever anyone says “I can’t,” it makes me wish he’d get stung to death by about ten thousand bees. When he says “I’ll try,” five thousand bees. (“I can,” one bee.)