[NEWS] I Have Returned From Ten Years of Deep, Deep Sleep
Below is a transcript of Mr. Tambourine Head's first words after exiting the de-animation chamber:
"
Whaaa? Where am I? TWO THOUSAND WHAT?! What's going on? Last thing I remember, the Rockets had just won their second championship, everyone was doing the Macarena, and Clinton had just...really? Didn't Clinton beat him in '92? HIS SON? huh. Well, as long as my stocks are okay...WHAT?!!?
Sure, I'll give it a listen. "Tracheautomatic Nutball"? Nice title, asshole. Why don't you just call it "Squishball II: What You Get When You Break No Rules, But End All Your Titles In 'Ball'"?
Hmm. Catchy. Danceable. Wait a minute...that voice...heavenly...oh, mercy me!
My friends, after my (apparently) long sleep, I have seen the future of music. And it is the new Cow Boris album.
And don't call it a comeback. I've been here for years.
"
He then fell to the ground in a fetal position, muttering to himself.
"
Whaaa? Where am I? TWO THOUSAND WHAT?! What's going on? Last thing I remember, the Rockets had just won their second championship, everyone was doing the Macarena, and Clinton had just...really? Didn't Clinton beat him in '92? HIS SON? huh. Well, as long as my stocks are okay...WHAT?!!?
Sure, I'll give it a listen. "Tracheautomatic Nutball"? Nice title, asshole. Why don't you just call it "Squishball II: What You Get When You Break No Rules, But End All Your Titles In 'Ball'"?
Hmm. Catchy. Danceable. Wait a minute...that voice...heavenly...oh, mercy me!
My friends, after my (apparently) long sleep, I have seen the future of music. And it is the new Cow Boris album.
And don't call it a comeback. I've been here for years.
"
He then fell to the ground in a fetal position, muttering to himself.
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