People full of vodka on the dance floor battling for mates
while you were staring into the toaster,
watching the heating coils glow oranger and oranger.
Have you ever become a mosquito that lands on a fried Twinkie at a fair outside Albuquerque?
You try to suck blood, but you suck the Twinkie's cream filling instead,
and for whatever reason, the sugar makes your mosquito brain think
you're Neil Patrick Harris,
who's from New Mexico, believe it or not.
Then the cream filling kills you.
What's your advice for new humas?
Don't ever ram your nuts into the corner of a pool table.
That's poetic livin',
but it hurts like life.