I hate that song. It's rubbish. Everyone thinks it's a great song by old blue toes or whatever he was called about and old guy about to pop his clogs looking back over his life with pride. Which it is, but it doesn't take a genius to see his life was rubbish. Basically he did things everyone thought were stupid, and then failed at them, and no matter what other people suggested / recommended / begged / pleaded he do instead he ignored them and kept cocking up. Who would want to be that person? You? Well fine, you do that, don't say I didn't warn you. You should hate that song too, everyone should.
[This post is not about the song "My Way", as popularised by Frank Sinatra.]
Wednesday, 25 June 2008
My Way
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*smut alert*
Once voted for McCullum in a cricket discussion poll as the cricketer you'd most like to have sex against a wall with -(not many men in the discussion group I have to say. I'd have him My Way anytime.
*alert - commenter is running with the smut theme*
Ceci, I think it's a height thing. He's about the right height. I think I'd have him my way, his way, any way.
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