In all the miscellaneous myriad ways people hasten the days.
Footie, a ciggie, a tuggie?
I don’t like booze, I just snooze and ooze from my tummy.
I don’t like the gym, but I’d like to go once, so I could say: “a real weight has been lifted.”
I’ve paradiddled and paradabbled in drumming, but sadly, not naturally gifted.
There’s only one thing that sets me ablaze.
The Mary jayonaisse.
Huey Lewis and the doobs.
Darth vapour.
Super lemon haze.