Doob LaVey

A clever combination referencing three of my favorite things: Marijuana, The Church of Satan, and the french alphabet.

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Location: Kelowna, British Columbia, Canada

Long story, but briefly: I once saved a town from Dractyl, the vampiric pterodactyl.

Thursday, February 23, 2006

Too Much Noise

So where have I been all this time?




At home.






No, my computador is not fixed, but I was at the email checking store, checking my email, and I thought I'd throw out this little song I wrote out there for your enjoyment.

Old people smell funny in the daytime
Old people smell funny under the sun
Old people smell funny in enclosed spaces
Old people have smelly old faces

Babies downright stink
People shaped creatures who don't know how to think

That's all I got so far, so that's all you get, too.

14 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

The chosen one has returned!

1:10 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Again, it is the legend!

1:10 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

That is quite remarkable that you came up with this song at the email checking store. Where I'm from, old people stay as far away from computadors as possible - and I live on Earth! I think seniors have a tendancy to believe that the machinery will take control of their brains. But they haven't come up with that technology... yet. Besides, old people are pretty useless. The technocracy doen't need them.

Welcome back, by the way.

8:40 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Old people smell like cauliflower.

6:35 AM  
Blogger Heidi the Hick said...

29 comments on a blog that hasn't been updated in 5 weeks, and THIS is our reward?

Don't go away that long again!!

8:36 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Get a Paypal account, link to it through this blog, and ask everyone to donate 5 or 10 bux towards fixing your computador.
We'll see who your -real- fans are then, won't we?
A small price to pay for regular, thought-provoking updates like "too much noise".

9:50 AM  
Blogger Heidi the Hick said...

what, it's not enough to be a bunch of suck ups, now we have to buy his loyalty, too?

10:21 AM  
Blogger Cal Samson said...

you smell.

3:50 AM  
Blogger Heidi the Hick said...

mm mm

9:04 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

10th! Bwaa-haa-haa!!

Hey Luxton, good to see you again.
And just fyi buddy, I'm pretty sure Randy Newman wrote that song. You really shouldn't plagiarise. You're better than that you motherfucker!

9:15 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Aha! Great to see you back, even if it is temporary. I'd love to help you out with your problems, but I have very limited knowledge of so-called computadors.
As a side note, I would like to thank all fellow bloggers who have perpetuated my new hobby of using the word "who're" in all of my emails.

2:08 AM  
Blogger Marissa Engel said...

It is so much fun to get inside a mind that is nothing like anyone else's. If I read another blog about some girl's shoe collection, I'm gonna barf. But yours is always unique.

P.S. What is a who're exactly?

5:00 PM  
Blogger Cal Samson said...

people who're who'res don't need to ask.

4:40 AM  
Blogger Cie Cheesemeister said...

Old people smell worse than babies.
I work with the elderly. Most of them have rotting digestive systems. We just get stinkier as we get older. What a comforting thought!

4:19 AM  

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