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Today's compilation:
The Best of Chess Checker Cadet Doo-Wop 1984 Doo Wop
Chess Records was one of those labels that was certainly indispensable to the history of American popular music as the rock & roll revolution began to unfold in the 1950s, but if it was ever known for one thing specifically, it certainly wasn't doo wop. However, as a large and yet still eclectic label, the Chicago-based entity managed to spit out enough of the stuff in order to constitute a solid compilation here, which gathered together over a half-hour's worth of doo wop tunes from the main label as well as their Checker and Cadet (f/k/a Argo) subsidiaries, the latter two of which had partly been launched in order to get around radio station policies that limited the amount of songs that a station could play from a single imprint.
And while some of these selections proved pretty damn popular, like The Sensations' "Let Me In"—which I think has been used in either a Lexus or Audi or Mercedes wintertime ad campaign for multiple years now?—and The Moonglows' "Sincerely," most of the rest of these have not gone on to fare nearly as well; either they charted decently or barely, and haven't really been thought of much since, or they didn't chart at all, and were hardly ever thought of to begin with.
And that's ultimately why I love retrospective label samplers like these in particular, because big labels usually get big from all of their successes, but no big label has ever come close to batting .1000. They flood the zone and make their money back and then some on what sticks; and most of what they put out doesn't stick, so for someone like me, who's always on the hunt for underheard and forgotten gems, something like this, which deals with a genre of music that this label wasn't even typically known for in the first place, comes with a good deal of promise.
And thankfully, it delivers 🙏. "Peanut Butter" by The Marathons is a plainly lovably goofy song that's literally about the tasty food, and I can't believe that I've never actually heard this top-25 Billboard hit used in an ad campaign for any brand of peanut butter before. Apparently Peter Pan adapted it in the 80s, but that doesn't mean it can't be recycled for a new generation to enjoy too, because do you have any idea how many oldies I've discovered in my life from first hearing them in commercials? (Lots!)
And as a lyrically reworked cover of a 1959 doo wop song called "Baby (Hully Gully)" by The Olympics, "Peanut Butter" might appear to be the only hit that this group ever had; but that was only because The Marathons was merely an alias. Prior to this tune, they'd also released a bigger hit as The Jayhawks called "Stranded in the Jungle"—another novelty, which is noted as being one of the earliest songs to ever implement sampling—and afterwards, they dropped "My Girl Sloopy" as The Vibrations, which would get famously covered as "Hang On Sloopy" by The McCoys and become a huge #1 US hit in 1965.
But for an example of something that seems to have unjustifiably flown much further under the radar, we have "Knee Socks" by The Ideals, a late 50s bop that really provides the type of doo wop that I personally crave—the kind in which each vocalist plays their own specific part(s), from bass to tenor or falsetto, and then all their forces are combined in order to yield something that's both dynamic and usually infectiously energetic as well. This tune, which sounds like an ad-jingle that was specifically written to promote the literal concept of knee socks for something like the National Federation of Knee Sock Sewers of America (that's people who sew, not where the waste goes), is a prime example that simultaneously contrasts a bass vocalist who replicates the plucked strings on a double-bass with other backing vocalists who seem to be singing in a falsetto. And all of it's followed by a brief and jaunty sax solo too. Knee socks, man, it's rock 'n' roll 😎.
So even though doo wop's definitely not the first thing that comes to mind whenever you hear the words 'Chess Records,' a comp like this nevertheless demonstrates that even though a lot of the label's output in this genre didn't sell as well or prove as impactful as their blues and rock & roll exploits, they still had enough in their vaults to produce a quality album like this anyway. And for a song like "Knee Socks" particularly, which probably in pre-internet days was not the easiest single to come across and purchase, it was made accessible on this album itself for the first time since its original 7-inch release on Checker 25 years prior.
Nice mid-80s record for a few sweet doo wop finds 👍.
Highlights:
Marathons - "Peanut Butter" Ideals - "Knee Socks" The Students - "I'm So Young" The Rays - "Tippety Top" The Blue Jays - "White Cliffs of Dover"
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Back at it again with a chaotic Pixelmon session <3
Neon and Nova ready to beat Pokemon U P relentlessly. Tons of stuff happened this time for sure.
Fancy enough for ya, it’s perfect.
Z move did not go as planned-
Eggs.
Nova’s littol babey boi.
Hully evolved...
Romance interrupted by Entei :T
We were productive until I drowned and lag killed me.
#i speek#minecraft#pixelmon#nsr#no straight roads#man like. what a great session#can confirm that hully is 100% neon's lil mascot pokemon#not rlly lil cause hully is b i g#we love hully so much#half of these would make amazing and dumb af art pieces but lack of motivation strikes#oh well </3
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Dear huligans, and random internet people whom it may concern,
As today (22 06 15) marked one year since the release of Havin’ Surgery (among many other things), we pass along tidings of a happy (official) diuh debut anniversary (not counting GYASBLTS or the RIP theme, those don’t count) from the hul.
It’s wondrous how far we have come. つまり、we really have not come far in terms of any measurement of success, whatsoever, but we’re much farther than when we started. We have improved ourselves; it took a lot of work to make our old brain children presentable. From just messing around making earrape in the basement, to still messing around making earrape in the basement but seriously. Parker has acquired better songwriting knowledge, Leo has stopped practicing drums but is probably still better than before, and Kylie’s voice has ascended to new heights, maybe. Take the last one with a grain of salt because I don’t remember what her voice used to sound like. After all this time, we are getting our crap together and actually making things. Hopefully. No, my crap is not together at all, we actually just have to connect to a hive mind. Then we actually released two singles and an EP, and performed live (albeit virtually) for the first time.
Writing lyrics in my school notebooks, ded ihn uh hul has always been a part of me, and since our debut, it is all the more of an integral part of my life. Occasionally I have regrets and wonder if I’m wasting my life on these follies. Then I remember it was not my choice anyways—the hul chose me. Being part of this hully mission has helped add meaning to my bleakly futile existence. Y’all have helped really make this a mediocre year. One of the most.
We appreciate everyone who has supported us and all our huligans. Saying we love every one of our fans just seems cheesy and cliché, but there are so few of you that we really cherish and are intrigued by each listener. It’s a little creepy. The hul is watching. In like, a nice way, probably.
It has been a weird ride so far. Who knows how things will go from here on out? I hope you’ll stick around for future shenanigans, but whether you do isn’t really my business. (You aren’t possessed by the hul like me. Yet.) Dread our first full-length album. (Is it ok to spoil that? They already know, right?) Hopefully, this will be the first anniversary of many. Here’s to another clutty year.
Love, ded ihn uh hul
#i don’t have any good images of us they’re all screenshots from my youtube videos#so that’s the one you get#ded ihn uh hul#from lekopoofball#leo ihn uh hul#parker ihn uh hul#kylie ihn uh hul#trying to appear heartfelt for once#long post#music#metal#musicians#havin surgery
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That Gingerbread Feeling | 12.19 & 12.25.20
Secret Radio | 12.19 & 12.25.20 | Hear it here.
That Gingerbread Feeling edition
1. Irving Berlin - “Snow”
I really enjoy picturing Rosemary Clooney beelining for a snowbank with a bottle of shampoo in one hand, blissfully mashing clumps of snow into her hair.
2. Christie Laume - “La musique et la danse”
The payoff holler in this song is like hearing an unknown animal call from the palm trees over there.
3. Gedou - live 1975
This is a straight-up holdover from the last broadcast. We were delighted to discover Gedou’s Japanese glam rock glory — especially in the context of the videos, where you can see how extremely unlike their world they are. In this one, a crowd of excited teens watches and claps along, and you can tell that they’re the rockers of their peers — they all sport variations on early rock pompadours. Gedou, however, has blown right past that style and is going full-orchid Spiders from Mars. They appear to be loving the shit out of every second onstage, and it’s completely infectious. This take also has a killer lead-in to a great live “Scent,” the song of theirs we played last week.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bdAP9ud-uEQ
4. Mannequin Men - “Private School”
I would like to shout out the rich music life of Chicago’s rock world, specifically from 2002-2008 but extending in both directions on the calendar. I feel truly fortunate to have been in Bound Stems, on Flameshovel Records, for most of those years. James and Jesse worked from an office above the Empty Bottle, sharing the space with a young Riot Act Media, and that label was the center of so much great music. Paige and I both especially loved Mannequin Men’s “Fresh Rot” album — I always think of me and Paige in the Stems band van on Milwaukee Ave, headed gradually northwest toward Midwest Buy and Sell aka the best amp shop in Chicago, with “Private School” cranked, watching the train pass the other way, feeling like the city went on forever.
5. Ed Blaszczyk, Rock Band Himself - “Hully Gully Neurasthenique” from “The Quirky Lost Tapes 1993-1995”
Born Bad Records is the hottest of spots. I don’t know anything about this guy but I am under his control.
- Five minutes of a pink oyster mushroom playing modular synthesizer
A sincere thank you to Kevin Vlack for introducing us to the mesmerizing thoughtwaves of a pink oyster mushroom, as expressed by a wickedly set-up synth. By any objective measure it sounds random and unmusical, but my subjective experience is that it is incredibly smooth and welcoming to hear. It feels almost like an aural massage or something. I feel an autonomic response to it. In any case, we both immediately listened to it a bunch, and it only gets more appealing.
6. William Onyeabor - “Hypertension”
We still haven’t seen “Who Is William Onyeabor?,” so all I know about him is that his rhythmic approach is always totally absorbing. The cascading phrase that happens throughout the song feels like water being poured out of a jug. I especially dig how they split the vocalist between “hyper” and “tension,” kind of not unlike The Fall.
7. Renato Carosone - “Tu Vuó Fa’ l’Americano”
You want to be American — in Italian. Fun is being poked. It gets so surprisingly intense in the instrumental middle passage!
“Whiskey soda rock & roll”
8. Star Feminine Band - “Rew Be Me”
Another return performance from last week! Star Feminine Band’s new album is so freakin awesome. “Rew Be Me”’s rhythms are so fascinating on every instrument. Also, they’re made by girls between ages 11 and 17. This song is so many songs in one!
9. Ros Serey Sothea - “Kom Kung Twer Evey (Don’t Be Mad)” - “Cambodian Rocks”
More jaw-dropping ’60s Cambodian rock full of epic melodies and major-league parts from every member of the band — above all Ros Sereysothea, who was pronounced the “Queen with the Golden Voice” by the King of Cambodia.
Like every musician of her generation in her country, she was killed in the Khmer Rouge genocide.
10. Lohento Eskill et T.P. Orchestre Poly-Rythmo - “Mireille”
11. Mohamed Mazouni - “Ecoutes moi camarade”
A scenario that we’re just starting to consider is Algiers, which was a French territory in North Africa with as many Europeans as Africans. Before and after the revolution in 1962, Algerians are expanding the definition of French citizenship. An intoxicating version of the two cultures having equal input on the song’s palette and reference points.
- The pink oyster mushroom
12. The Fall - “Free Range”
This 7” came from a visit to a record shop in London that had an entire wall of Fall albums and singles and I just goggled at it. Kind of picked this one at random and it hits just so hard. For some reason this song sometimes reminds me of Self-Help Seminar, good friends from Seattle who we played with from early on. Harvey Danger did a version of their song “Heroine with an E.”
13. Les Poppys - “Non non rien n’a changé”
A pretty large chorus of garçons just kind of beautifully swarming around, I don’t really know where to put this song in my head. I love the “Hey Joe” style bassline in the finale passage so much!
14. Mahmood - “Soldi”
This is driving around Cambridgeshire to London, again and again, listening to this music and shouting “Fregherai!” This trip’s soundtrack was exclusively the 2019 candidates for Eurovision’s top prize. This was Italy’s contender. It was considered controversial, I was told, because they’re drawing on a musician who is speaking in Italian and describing the world from a minority’s experience in Italy. That’s pretty bold to use as your country’s champion — I thought that was pretty cool.
15. John Williams - “Home Alone Main Title”
Merry Christmas! We time-traveled in this moment up to and through Christmas. It was a quietly wonderful Christmas, I must say, and included viewing “Home Alone” for the first time in decades. “Feeling that gingerbread feeling” indeed. We’re thankful for so much this year even in the middle of all this giant mess.
16. The Fall - “Jingle Bell Rock”
My preferred Santa voice.
17. Lithics - “Hands”
Sure do like this band more than ever. “Tower of Age” has been nothing but awesome so far.
18. Samba Negra - “Long Life Africa” - “La Locura de Machuca”
Happy holidays to Ryan, who just got this album! Analog Africa is one of the flat-out most amazing record labels on Earth, and they put out this album this year. The cover art is insane, and the music is — also insane. This is the setup: “One night in 1975, a successful tax lawyer named Rafael Machuca had his mind blown in Barranquilla’s ‘Plaza de los Musicos’. Overnight he went from a high-ranking position in the Columbian revenue authority to visionary production guru of the newly formed record label that bore his name, Discos Machuca, and for the next six years he devoted his life to releasing some of the strangest, most experimental Afro Psychedelia Cumbia and Champeta ever produced.”
I mean, right?!
19. Meridian Brothers - “Salsa Caliente: Versión Aumentada”
This came to us via Francis Bebey, in the big ol’ stream. I definitely see the relationship. That’s what I’ve been really appreciating recently, how musicians from all over the globe seemed to be in musical communication with each other in the ’70s. There was such a wild explosion of music happening worldwide, influencing each other in a way that must have been at least partially psychic.
20. The Little Rabbits - “Yeah”
I got this CD in an armful of albums from Harvey Danger’s French distributor. I put this one on and was just… it was fascinating. This song is a definite high point, but the whole album is a complete jam. It’s clear to me (though I’ve never done a lick of study on this) that the Little Rabbits worked with Beck on “Odelay,” because you can hear whole passages of music that you associate with Beck songs stitched inside this album. I always want to know more about what happened there and I never
21. Orlando Julius & the Afro Sounders - “Alo Mi Alo (Parts 1 & 2)”
Another example of that international ’70s kismet! This horn passage reminds us strongly of Adriano Celentano’s “Prisencolinensinainciusol,” written in faux-English for a French audience in 1972. This song was written somewhere between 1969-72, in Nigeria!
I also love how the song has this sort of geologic dynamic going, where instead of bouncing between parts, it changes flavor gradually over the course of many minutes, until it ends far from where it began — not unlike a film.
- Bug Chaser - “Christmas Van”
We miss Bug Chaser, St. Louis lords and legends. We played some magic shows on the City Museum rooftop with them, and danced our faces off at their shows all over town. If you lived in St. Louis in the last ten years, I hope you went to Bug Chaser shows, because they were the realest of deals.
22. Half Japanese - “Swept Away”
I hadn’t revisited Half Japanese in a long time, for no good reason at all. It’s part of what I have loved about Yo La Tengo and Daniel Johnston and Jonathan Richman and what I love about Jad Fair, so giant and so sincere all at once.
23. Thomas Roebers & Floris Leeuwenberg - excerpt, “FOLI (There is no movement without rhythm)”
Speaking of sincerity, this is an excerpt from a 10-minute movie called “FOLI.” I don’t know how it came to be made, but this section in the middle immediately grabbed me and feels super African and somehow refracted through a Western lens as well
24. Ayalew Mesfin - “Zebeder (Mesmerizing)”
The thing about Mesfin is that his band seems to set up the song in a Western tempo and pattern, and then Mesfin lays an Ethiopian melodic count across the top of the phrases they play, creating a third pattern from the intertwining. It creates a sense of the exotic and the familiar at the same time, which sparks into a dreamlike feeling, where you remember something you know you never experienced. I feel like that opens up some capacity to appreciate his melody’s deeply human quality.
- “Tuneup #1” from “Rent” / Glenn Miller - “Moonlight Serenade”
25. Ella Fitzgerald - “What Are You Doing New Year’s Eve?”
Consider this an invitation! Send us a message however we normally talk and we’ll send a link. Or not! In any case: here’s to making it through 2020 (chin chin), and here’s to a productive, restorative 2021 (chin chin)
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Storytime w/ Jane, where she retells you the story of the Elusive Habba Hane as told by Sir Max from Echo in an untranslated book
I love this story. I love it because it’s not about finding Habba Hane at all. It’s about love, trust, friendship and knowing someone better than they know themselves and being known in return. I love it so much I had to retell it to my potentially bored Tumblr audience, in English, or I’d burst. Here goes.
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So Max has yet another bout of power incontinence, and he asks Juffin Hully (his boss and mentor) what to do, as usual.
Juffin says: “Well there’s this ancient Magician Habba Hane you could try to find who’ll tell you what to do, but get this. He only reveals himself to those who know they need to find him, but don’t actually want to find him. Tricky, eh? So yeah, have fun with that, now rid my sight.”
Max blinks, shrugs, and goes on an adventure.
First thing he does is eats some Soup of Recreation (a heavy narcotic as far as Max’s biology is concerned). He wakes up with a mother of all hangovers and his awesome reliable friend Shurf by his side. “Can you tell me what the hell’s bells is wrong with you?” says Shurf. “What are you trying to achieve and why didn’t you talk to me first?” Max retorts: “None of your business, it’s a secret of the state, now let me go.”
Next thing he does is try to take lessons from Koba the Chief of Beggars in the city (great guy, I wish the book introducing him was translated). The way this begging works is, they treat it as a job because it’s all for the balance in the universe, you see, and the money flows better if you don’t actually want it... Anyway, Max tries and fails because his Charisma stat is OP and he gets showered with money and attention. Again, Shurf finds him. This time he says “Okay, if you don’t want my help then at least tell me what you’re trying to do, please, because you’re seriously freaking me out.“
“Alright, so I need to find this dude who I need to not want to find to find him. And the worst thing is, I know you can do it no problem, with your self-control. I wish I could get into your head!“
At which point Shurf’s eyes light up suspiciously: “Wait, what did you say??”
Turns out there’s a spell for that ;) Well, obviously, if it’s written in a book anywhere then Shurf knows it.
The spell is called the Ulviar Swap, and it temporarily swaps two people’s Shadows. Your Shadow is your non-essential personality traits and masks that you use to hide from the world and from yourself, basically (I’m not good at psychology). Them making sure they both want and agree to the ritual is a master-class in consent, by the way: “It sounds weird and awesome and scary, but I trust you with more than my life so there’s no-one in the world I’d rather do this with but you”, awww.
They do the ritual. Max gets a brainful of Mad Fisher - Shurf’s old magic-induced impulsive insanity, long story - which is trodden into the ground by the collected, proper, pedantic persona Shurf is famous for. Meanwhile, I’m not even sure what parts of Max went to Shurf (apart from the YOLO approach to risk I guess), because I’m pretty sure 60% of what we see him do during the swap is just his warm, overly protective, responsible self.
They part ways. Max finds himself obsessed with putting his feelings into words in his head, and finds writing it down therapeutic. (Later it would save him after his banishment from Echo - this is where his books came from, apparently). Then he finally bumps into Habba Hane. He tells Max he’s not here to lecture him on how to live his life: meeting him is a sign of mastering that mental discipline, so everything else will follow. Even if you merely borrowed that discipline from a close friend.
Then Juffin gives Max a telepathic Call: “Shurf is behaving weird and doing risky shit, do you know what happened to him?? ...And why are you talking so out of character? What have you lot been up to?”
Ulviar Swap, Max explains.
“Ooookay, this is unexpected but also not really and it explains a lot. He’s not in this World, you know that? Where d’you think he went?”
I know where, says Max, don’t ask me how, I just do. He’s in that abandoned beach world that used to be my dream and that he really likes. Should I fetch him?
“Yep, please do."
Max finds him immediately, sitting on the shore. Shurf explains what he was trying to do: “Remember I said there’s no telling what happens when the people who swapped Shadows are apart at the time of the swap back? And you can feel how exhausting it is to manage this internal tug-of-war all your life, while people around you praise your self-control... So I tried running away in hopes of making your Shadow stick with me and parting with mine forever - while risking your sanity and possibly your life. I can’t even begin to apologize for this, it’s a vile thing to do.”
“Wait. Think again: who ran away? whose Shadow? whose life and sanity was at risk? We can argue forever whose decision was what, but at this point - we can’t tell where one of us stops and the other begins.“
(Notably, this is the only time in the series I can think of where Shurf makes an unambiguously selfish decision of that scale. He doesn’t even let himself commit to it - just sits there, in the most obvious spot, hoping Max will show up and tell him off. And their mutual magnanimity and honesty is just too much.)
Max even tries to leave him alone again, but Shurf says he’s thought about it and it’s okay to stay together... they can always do the Swap again, after all.
Back in Echo they swap back successfully, and Shurf echoes that phrase back at Max - “we can’t tell where one of us stops and the other begins”. And they share a laugh, because now, after all this, they’re just human-shaped communicating vessels and it’s awesome.
Max finds Habba Hane again - just to make sure he learned something after all. It’s a success. He and Shurf are said to Swap some more times afterwards when they want a break from themselves. And the bond they gain from it is enough to help Shurf appear in Max’s dreams - from several worlds apart - later when he’s broken and alone at the end of Quiet City.
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"THE 'VOICES' ALWAYS DECIDE!" a poem a.k.a.: "It's Just THE WILL OF GOD?" a.k.a.: "Free Will Is A Myth! [Oh, Yeth?]" May 3, 2019 (Friday)
I got up this morning, thinking a-nice-breakfast- I-would-eat;
"I'll grab me a roll - or a nice piece of meat,
A cup of OJ! Maybe coffee with cream!
Some sugar on my cereal? And-then, I-heard-a-scream:
A scream just outside!! It-could-a-been-a-lark;
Yup, the-feral-kitty got another-bird - and-is-eating-in-the-park!
Everyone seems to be eating - and thinking an awful lot,
About all their food choices! Then-they-go-sit-on-"the-pot!"
We sit there and excrete -what WE-THINK-WE-DECIDED to-consume,
But "BE-HIND-THE-SCENES," IN A DARK, LITTLE ROOM,
THERE ARE "ANGELS" who-have-us-eat: WHAT-WE'RE-PROGRAMMED TO!
They're-called: "Divine Food Management," and THEY know what to do!
You see, although I THINK of many options! and-there-are-lot, right?
But, as it turns out, I never decide on-what I'm--gonna-bite!
So, this morning, I-had a breakfast burrito, and I washed it down,
With tomato juice! Yuck! and-a-little ROYAL CROWN,
COLA! Yup! I did what I was "programmed to do,"
By a little, guardian angel, named "Hulabaloo!"
Or "Hully," as (s)he's known in the Heavenly food service!
These angels like variety in OUR MENUS, so, you don't need to be nervous,
About a change in the basic food choices here!
Sometimes, they like to get straight-laced Baptists - to drink a beer,
And to get The Jews to eat some pork,
And, occasionally, to get The Muslims - to "pop a cork,"
And EAT-or-DRINK EXOTIC! Maybe a succulent monkey brain,
So your "weird" food choices - aren't that hard to explain!
Just realize: WHEN OUR HABITS ARE TOO INGRAINED,
The "food programmers" have often gained,
A lot of attention, by "mixing up the menu,"
But-they-pretty-much - leave things alone - at any "breast-feeding venue!"
"Yeah, we'll just leave - the-little un-weaned baby - at-least-for-now, alone,
But, ONCE WEANED, we'll get baby to-suck-on-a-bone,
With some nifty solid food, like onions and meringue!"
Point is: WHAT YOU EAT - well, "they"-will-ordain!
So, you-can THINK-ABOUT EATING - EATING! LOTS OF THINGS,
BUT YOU'LL EAT WHAT YOU'RE TOLD TO, BY ANGELS WITH WINGS!
Sure, free will is GREAT - something to talk about,
But! EVEN WHO YOU MARRY! (Even if (s)he'll make you pout!)
Well, "they" decide that too! And - even your name!
And which shirt you'll wear [today] and how much fame,
You will receive - on any given day; "It's more "black and white" than "gray!" I say.
Therefore, why don't you consider relaxing, at least around your food choices!
You could say: "I wonder what food they'll give me, TODAY! my culinary voices!"
fin <3
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V4aLBSNOEu0
P. S.: There used to be a whole lot of aliens, in ships, circling our globe;
Their commander? Lord Stinky-Puss - He's an interstellar XENOPHOBE,*
Thinking other planets are out to-get-him, so he's GOT to attack;
He's been to Earth before - NOW HE-HAS COME BACK,
And he's been thinking - a whole lot about-HUMAN-FOOD,
But, like us, LIKE US! Regardless of His mood,
"Divine Food Management" is gonna pick what He'll eat,
So, although it was a human menu plan, the-aliens-settled-on-WHEAT!
Yeah! THEY LOVE BREAD [and yeast]! So, a treaty we made:
They supply-us with-galactic s-x toys - for grains-of-the-highest-grade!
See? No matter how powerful, smart and sophisticated you are,
You don't choose much, even if you're from a distant star!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vlx6gQWfjp0
P. P. S.: Another example!! After aliens landed, they DECIDED? to interbreed!?
But their "best laid plans of mice and GRAYS" did NOT lead,
Them well, as they tried to use the traditional, human idea of "The Red Hot Mama;"
They found our "bombshells" disgusting - and were attracted to folks like Obama!
They "discovered" attraction to a fairly thin-skinned, skinny Democrat!
It drives them "bonkers!" They don't care for: Conservative! or Fat!
So, when they met with Trump, The Aliens mostly just "hurled" their lunch!
Saying: "Yucky! NOT Pretty!" but they love to do "The Crunch,"**
With: Pelosi, Tasi-Ing-Wen*** and an anorexic representative from Maine!
Still, WHY THEY LIKE SKINNY? No one can really explain!
BUT, WE KNOW! [Heh, heh!] Their choices - are "programmed in!"
Plus, they're programmed to like a little hair on your chinny, chin chin! :) - Weird!?
* - Just can't stand "foreigners!"
** - What aliens call "doing the wild thing" on other planets!
*** - The leader of Taiwan!
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