
Is this a style of shorts now? With danglies hanging off the bottom?
Is it–is it so you can strap in your legs?
In case you’re really bad at wearing pants?
Bene vīvite.

Is this a style of shorts now? With danglies hanging off the bottom?
Is it–is it so you can strap in your legs?
In case you’re really bad at wearing pants?
Bene vīvite.

Four fuzzy famished foxes
And an agitated appetite
Can cross Crystal Creek
To traverse the town,
Seeking something sufficiently savory.Our optimal outcome offers
Famished foxes frequent food.Let lessons learned linger
In inception: if inclined
For flexibility, friendly foxes
Eventually eat entirely enough.
Bene scribete.

I realize I’m probably pretty late to the party here, but I recently got ahold of a sound programmer for the Ricoh 2A03 (the NES CPU, for the non-super-nerdy).
So how could I not throw together a dirty, crunchy 8-bit video game style tune with it?
HOW?
Bene scribete.

D D D D D X
Bene vīvite.

I feel like you shouldn’t put dingo meat in the middle of dog treats, let alone 25% more of it. Not even mini dingoes.
I feel like that’s basically cannibalism.
I feel like you shouldn’t make your dog a cannibal.
I feel like that’s inconsiderate.
Bene edite.

Why have I got the dizzies. I wish not for them. A week is far too much dizzies.
Frowny face.
Bene vīvite.

No.
Wrong.
These are Costco cookies, of all things.

This isn’t the right thing that happens.
I’m not having any of these.
Bene edite.

Around the corner there’s a snail
Who only wants to see you fail.
So grab that slimer by the shell
And softly whisper, “Go to hell.”Inside the pantry there’s an ant
Who’s apt to tell you that you can’t.
So sweep it underneath the table.
Show it that you’re more than able.At the window there’s a fly
Who’d kind of like to have you die.
So swat the silly thing away
And tell it that you’re here to stay.Among the flowers there’s a bee,
But this one wants to set you free.
So drink its honey, blaze a trail,
And don’t let ruder bugs prevail.Do not listen to the snail.
Bene scribete.

Get some lump.
Not just some pedestrian, you know, street lump, but some premium lump.
It’s wild caught lump. You can tell because if it weren’t wild, it wouldn’t need to be caught.
Get some lump and keep it refrigerated.
♫ It’s lump, it’s lump, it’s lump, it might be crab. ♫
Premium lump, everyone.

Premium
I don’t want it at all.
Bene edite.