My dad sent me this email So I am posting it like he wanted:
I read your blog today and think that this song I wrote for the SPAC show
tonight would be a nice addition.
BODIES ON THE KLAMATH RIVER-
by Amandapants' dad
Bodies, on the Klamath River
They tend to bloat
As down they float
The corpses wobbling
The maggots gobbling
On human bodies
It¹s nature¹s way!
The bodies wash up
Along the river
We stop and lick
Their pus-filled butts
Yes, all them bodies
On the fuckin¹ river
Pucker your lips up
and kiss the filth.
I don't know what tune it is supposed to be sung to or if he wrote his own melody but he actually sang this song in front of people.
November 12, 2004
My dad's song
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suck up
He only glanced at her blog and saw a chance to advance his own infamy. You're a sucker, Mandy. Tell him to get his own damned blog instead of riding your coattails.
In other news, I've only barfed twice so far today. And I got paid. They pay me a lot to sit in my office with my door closed and occasionally barf into my trash can. It's a living.
Is Jack still cute? Can you bring him over?
I made my mom her own blog. Then I linked to it. Now when she emails me interesting stuff, I put it on HER blog. Except for today. What's the matter with me? Oh. Nevermind that question. I don't want an answer.
Jack is still cute. He is 2 years old now. As of Friday. I missed his birthday party and he is constantly reminding me of this. He says,"Mandy, Birt-day party, missed it." I had rehearsal. My dad's blog would be the most boring. It would just be news that one of his plays is being produced in sri lanka and then poopy poopy balls, and then a picture of george bush getting raped.
Hey, that gives me some ideas for a christmas present for Pops.
Tell Jack he's one to talk, almost missing his own birt-day party. He'll never let you forget, you know. Missed it! You're now officially the worst aunt and I get to be the best one. By default.
For Jack's Birt-day, I got to hear my parasite's heartbeat. And kicks! Kickin' around, swoosh, swoosh, like a fullback.
How about Albuquerque Adams?
I think you should name it Patch. Or Grizzly. Or Adam. Or John. Or Quincy. Oh! Quincy Jones Adams!!! That would be the coolest name. Or Sam. Sadaam Adaams. How's that sound? Smada Adams. THen you could always ask him or her, "'s mada with you?" How about Lynch Mob Adams.
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