We bought some donuts
and went to the car wash.
It was a beautiful thing. But that goes without saying
when donuts and the car wash are involved.
Of all the things in the world I like most,
donuts and the car wash are right up there, along with
making out and the music of Irene Cara.
I also like television.
I don't know which of those things I like best of all.
I guess if you had me cornered and I was forced to decide
I would choose making out,
but only because you had me cornered and forced me to decide.
Why'd you corner me, anyway?
I would have told you eventually.
You hardly gave me a chance to answer, then suddenly there you were,
cornering me.
I don't like being cornered.
Do you like being cornered?
I bet not. You're such a hypocrite.
I hate you.
This post is dedicated to seeing me read this masterwork in a car wash while eating a donut..
