“I wake up in the morning and I know it’s going to be good if I stick out my elbows and they don’t pump wood”. That’s a line from a song I just heard. Good damn song. Heard it on KPIG radio. Something about that line bothered me; ‘What’s he talking about?’ Is he talking about waking up and pushing up on the inside of a wood coffin? Or, is he talking about the other kind of wood? The kind of wood that’s the scourge of women everywhere that like to sleep late when daddy likes to get up early?
You'd be Angry Too If Your Name Was Irma
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