The Sun Always Shines On T.V.

Decent song by a-ha. The title might not sound like something that might move you to tears, and frankly speaking it doesn't. It's for those moments when you just want to hear some music, any music, and don't really care about the peripheral words. The content, however, is in keeping with my thoughts at present, so I'll get in with it.

This is possibly one of the most random outpourings of gibberish that I have ever spewed out. In my defense this occurred after a perfectly horrible quiz and this was my way of venting. On the brighter side I came up with yet another universal theory of life. This one is called the B.O.T.S. Theory, i.e the "Bottom Of The Shitpile" Theory. The basic tenet of this marvelous piece of inductive reasoning is that if you are deep in it, you might as well stop cribbing and enjoy the torture, because things can get only so much worse and soon everything would be on the up and up. The following lines will further elucidate my masterpiece -

It's hot and humid
Smelly as a druid,
Sluggish slushy slime
Anything for a rhyme.
Life at its lowest ebb
Fly caught in the spider's web,
So what's the issue
Why the need for a tissue?
It can't get any worse
Voodoo, jinx or a mummy's curse,
The coaster loops up from here
So wipe away that stray tear.

'Cause there might be no light of day
But that stray gleam is not far away.