This week's vid is going out to fellow awesome blogger, Falwless.
I'm reaching back into George Michael's brief "Amish phase" for "Monkey," from his 1987 solo debut, Faith.
Have faith in your monkey, Fal. He's never steered you wrong before. (Except for when he made you start smoking and encouraged you to play with sharp objects around your eyes. But where I'm from, two strikes means you're still in.)
Happy Birthday, idiot. I was going to get you a lock of Jason Castro's matted hair as a present, but the Idol tour security staff have instructions to shoot to kill if they see me within 100 yards of a venue.
I'm reaching back into George Michael's brief "Amish phase" for "Monkey," from his 1987 solo debut, Faith.
Have faith in your monkey, Fal. He's never steered you wrong before. (Except for when he made you start smoking and encouraged you to play with sharp objects around your eyes. But where I'm from, two strikes means you're still in.)
Happy Birthday, idiot. I was going to get you a lock of Jason Castro's matted hair as a present, but the Idol tour security staff have instructions to shoot to kill if they see me within 100 yards of a venue.
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Thankfully I don't age. The only annual event I celebrate is The Running Of The Manatee. For which I celebrate by eating manatee.
(Thank you for the video tribute. I am truly, truly honored.)
I used to work at a supermarket and one of the managers had the surname "Bianci." So everyone used to call him "Donkey" because it rhymed and when this song came out, we'd sing "why can't you set your Donkey free?"
Needless to say, he didn't get it.